#woah my first time here on this app

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‘ IT'S A MATCH: LAST FRIDAY NIGHT ! ,

profile. girl, matching with your best friend on tinder is pretty awkward. hooking up with him, even more awkward. wanna know what’s even worse though? saying that word—i love you.

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warnings. fem! reader, modern au, humor, size kink, mutual pining, loser boy gojo, unprotected, cheesy pick up lines, praise, touch starved satoru, cunnìlingus, overstim, créampie, i felt silly ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

an. old old draft ;') based on the song last friday night. damn!

“mannn i’m so cooked,” gojo murmurs to himself, pacing back and forth. he’s dragging his feet against the silkened strands of the carpet before a soft pout spreads across his lips. “she left me on delivered for seven minutes…… seven.”

to be fair, in actuality you did. only because you were occupied with doing your hair. gojo being gojo was freaking out, thinking you were probably uninterested. albeit, once you finally did reply, his heart nearly fell out of his chest.

‘how does 7 pm sound?’

‘soid@:$:@) good’

‘um what?’

gojo mentally smacks his forehead, stupidly mashing on his keyboard, barely even letting a second go by once you responded. he was way too eager, he intakes a sharp breath before smiling — replying with a cheesy thumbs up.

he had the dumbest grin plastered on his face. after his best friend, you, advising him to give dating apps a try, he actually does. gojo matched with a lot of women not even minutes after installing the app onto his phone. how coincidental that the main person who caught his attention was you, the both of you matched and he made sure to text you first.

who knew though. that you’d be matching with the one and only satoru gojo. definitely not you, and of course, not him.

despite what everyone said, gojo was a bit of a womanizer, sure. but he was also a huge hopeless romantic.

he started fooling around on dating sites . . not looking for love necessarily but mainly to pass time. you mentioned it to him and he decided to give it a try.

pretty soon, time flew by quick. with a quick snap, it was just about to hit six o’clock pm.

gojo threw on grey sweats and ruffled up his hair a bit. he couldn’t lie to himself, first date and he felt a bit nervous. who was he kidding though, you told him to come to your apartment.

probably wouldn’t end up being a date, but still.

he read through your bio about three times, and your personality stood out to him.

you and him surprisingly had the same interests in lots of things, you loved sweets, and loathed scary movies. “…she’s so perfect,” he’d utter to himself, just imagining the sound of your sweet voice.

gojo abruptly snaps out of his thoughts—he didn’t want be too late, so with a quickness, he starts to make his way to your house.

with hands buried in his pockets, he gives a few hard knocks on the front of your door. about approximately nine seconds later, you open the door and his maw instantly drops. “y-you?”

“hey, y—satoru?” you mimicked the same reactions

the silence was practically deadly.

the two of you stared at each other for what seemed like centuries before you furrow your eyebrows. “satoru,” you mumble, bringing a hand towards your face to rub your forehead. “…you matched with me on purpose, didn’t you?”

“wha— noooo!” he protests, a cute pout tugging against the corners of his lips. he obviously did. you eyed him from head to toe. whilst his hands were buried into his pockets, you could tell that you made him a bit nervous. a light tint of color started to flush against his cheeks before he pulls on his sweater. “heh, is it gettin' hot in here or is it just me.”

“oh my god,” you suddenly spoke. “no wonder you didn’t have a profile picture,” and then you give him an abrupt glare. “satoru. why’d you even use the kfc logo as a profile picture anyway? idiot.”

“oh— it’s a long story.”

you deadpan, mentally face palming yourself.

gojo takes a good look at you, and he’s got a sudden sheepish grin. “woah,” he utters, and his eyes linger for a long time. he’s never seen you dress in such a formal pretty way. he felt a sudden heat rush to both sides of his face before without thinking, he murmurs. “you look kinda hot.”

“kinda? now i’m offended.” you scoff, tugging on your fishnets.

“all you’re getting from me,” he fake pouts. he then comes closer, closer . . all until he’s just inches apart.

one look at your dress and he just wanted to rip it off. you and him were so attached to the hip, he’s never expected to see you in this kind of light. if you were being honest, his gaze that ran against your entire figure made you a bit nervous.

throughout your long term friendship with gojo, he was known to be flirty every now and then. you figured that was just his personality but perhaps he started to view you different. “so,” he shrugs, bending down to your level as a way of mockery, “is this the part where we hook up?”

“well technically, yeah—” and you look right into his eyes.

he was just undressing you with eyes practically, cerulean bright irises roaming down your body before he hums. “…..oh,” and he awkwardly scratches his head. “so do i make the first move or—”

“you’re such an idiot. just kiss me, ‘toru.”

he snickers, and after what seemed like forever, gojo leans in for a kiss.

he was so pretty, he didn’t even have to try. long fluttering lashes that matched his snowy white strands flap closed. gojo tasted sweet, the moment his lips went against yours, you sink into his embrace. he was surprisingly a good kisser, not that you ever kissed your best friend or anything—but for some reason, it felt so warm.

so natural…

your heart, it starts to pick up a bit and your arms wrap around his broad shoulders.

gojo let off a soft grunt, your sweet aromatic perfume wafts right into his flared up nostrils. you shiver a bit, feeling his hands slowly drag up your body. minty, a good way to describe the brief taste that loiters on his breath. he was always chewing peppermint—an unserious guy with a sweet tooth, although this time maybe his sweet tooth was for you instead of casual sweets.

the kiss was passionate, you almost forgot you were literally making out with your best friend.

you did dream a bit about this moment, him holding you all close with his lips mashed against yours. his hand continue to wander, such big hands compared to yours. you slide your tongue against his before parting your lips just a bit further.

“….mhm,” he’d huff out in a muffled groan, and he made sure to focus his hands near your hips. his fingers brush against the thin fabric of your dress before he gives it a hasty yank.

steamy breaths collide against each other whilst each second passes—eventually, gojo’s leading you toward your bedroom.

no bother in asking you where everything was since he technically knew the layout of your house like the back of his hand. “wanted to do this for so long,” he finally speaks in shortened breaths—he’s panting, and you let off a soft gasp once he lifts you up. instinctively, your legs wrap around his waist and he slyly smiles. “you should really clean this place,” he murmurs, walking casually with you in his arms. “oh right, you can’t because you’re always at my house.”

“the point of hooking up is to not talk, satoru.”

“well excuse me,” he dramatically rolls his eyes.

at first you were a bit shy coming to the bitter realization that you ended up matching with gojo by pure luck. by now, things weren’t even that awkward—or at least awkward yet…

you didn’t wanna jinx it though, he leads you towards your bed before you plop down on your hands. you sit down, staring up at him and he starts to pull up his grey sweatshirt. you watch intensely, his abs peeking as he yanked it off before you spot a glance of his dark blue boxers hiding above his sweatpants.

so attractive . . .

you’ve seen gojo shirtless countless times but never completely nude. just imagining him, his glistening body presenting itself right in front of you… phew.

you intake a breath, mentally preparing yourself.

“awh,” he sneers, and you’re so secluded into your erotic thoughts that you don’t even realize he’s practically half naked now. all that was left was his wan-colored sweatpants. he was a tease, your eyes fixate towards his ripped chest—his abs, they were sublimely sculpted and chiseled.

sharp.

you felt like if you ran a finger down his perfectly structured v-line, you’d get a paper cut. his six pack flexed and you had to squeeze your legs shut. it was no surprise gojo had a daily work out routine. he’d even try to drag you to come with him sometimes. majority of the time, that’d go to no avail though. “enjoying the show, yeahhh?”

“shut up.” you grouse with a swift eye roll.

a smug grin curls up against his pink lips before he grabs your hand. “wanna feel me?” and you’re confused by what he wants you to feel until he makes you slowly slide your hand down his clenched pecs. you peer up at him, his body feels so warm— it was brick hard, exactly how you thought. your fingers continued to run down his ripped modeled chest before feeling against a scar. “cute fingers,” he teases, making it trail lower and lower until you spot his happy trail that was just about poking above from the very hem of his boxers. “you should pull them off of me.”

“fine,” you mutter with a puffy blow, bringing both hands towards his lower half. gojo stares, watching you pull down his sweatpants— then his briefs. you made sure to take your time, tugging on the stretchy aqua-blue fabric before within seconds, his length springs out. “you weren’t lying.”

“hm?” he says, watching your eyes continue to wander — he was definitely big, your memory suddenly refreshes of the pictures you exchanged with him, and the carpets very much did match the drapes. his shaft was . . turgid, at least the tip was. it was a pretty flashing pink, smeared with a few droplets of his own pre-cum. gojo was well trimmed, but had a few left over white specks scattered all across his base. he even had a cute mole down near the very edge of his length. specks of white hairs near his happy trail decorated his body, it was attractive. he had a left curve too, it was quite noticeable—a strikingly long vein that pulses at the sight of you, running down the very middle part of his dick and you merely moan.

as you move yourself closer, he’s stood standing while you’re sat on the bed and your glossy lips give his swollen tip a few chaste kisses.

“damnnnn,” he pants, feeling his cock twitch from the way your lips made instant contact with his tip.

the more you stared at his length from your peripherals—the more you observed its color. it had a rich rosy tan. slightly—still the same pinkish color with a brief tapered ridge. he was hefty, there was no question. inch after inch, he stood tall right in front of you. gojo claws a hand into your hair softly before sucking in his breath. “baby wait, i wanna do everything. ‘m already hard.”

you hum, amused—giving his frenulum a subtle lick before backing away, jibing out a, “oh really?” and then once he makes you lie back against the bed, you sit up with a sly grin. “do you even know how to eat pussy? and i’m not just talking about from your 'experience' from reddit or twit—”

“girl shut up,” his tone pitches an octave and it’s quite funny.

always sassy—you watch as gojo strum his fingers against your dress, taking his precious time to lift it up before feeling against your thighs. so soft, he’s always wanted to feel you—especially right here, take in every part of your curves, your gorgeous physique. his lips form into a cute scowl as he pulls you closer towards him. “i know what i’m doing.”

“yeah you do.” you sing along, and he shoots you a pout. you loved the banter between the two of you, toying along with him—he always made it so easy. it doesn’t take long before he starts peeling off your fishnets with his teeth, it was so dirty. you felt yourself throb a bit, edges of his teeth softly pricking against your skin as he yanks the thin nylon material made fishnets that stuck against your thighs.

your back lies flat against the bed and you intake a single breath. gojo rubs a hand against your tummy, you quaver a bit simply from his touch. he’s keeping eye contact the entire time too, irises never looking away for a split second—he mimics the same motion, peeling your panties off with his pearly canines.

it’s lewd, he doesn’t even pull them off all the way. instead, he just leaves it on you but has it rolled down to your thighs. “lotta back talk for a girl this soaked, to be honest.”

“ . . . . ”

you don’t reply, and he chuckles to himself. he finds your lack of an answer quite cute.

gojo stares between your parted thighs and your lips were all stretched—glistening with a sheet coat of your sweet arousal.

“so pretty,” he coos in a low voice, and you watch as he leans in—pressing a soft kiss against your entrance. immediately, his lips gets all shimmery from your own wetness and it’s hot. gojo purposely runs his tongue against his lips because he knows you’re staring directly at him. “my best friend tastes soooo sweet.”

“quit talking, ‘toru.” you moan and you don’t realize how your voice is becoming more and more shaky by the second.

“fine. fiiiiine, can’t have shit,” he grumbles playfully.

you stare as he prods two lengthy fingers against your slit. with a gulp, you prepare yourself. he gradually starts to insert two fingers inside, curling them up whilst it adapts to your warm walls and his arm shakes. “oooooh,” he whispers in a mere raspy voice. sweetened squelchy squelches came from your cunt and it was so loud it rang throughout your ears like church bells on a wedding day. “she’s quite— the talker, huhh.” he continues, and that’s right when he places his lips against your folds.

you swallow, feeling your back immensely arch from his hot lips.

gojo’s tongue swipes against your pussy. the middle part of his tongue skims down and it feels so good, he’s slow at first. he knows the exact direction to go and your toes curl. a free hand of his slides near your pubic mound, applying just the right amount of pressure—he does this so you can quickly feel your sweet g-spot. you do, and a gasp leaves your lips, it’s mindblowing.

already, he made you feel your forbidden g-spot.

you didn’t even know gojo—your dumb best friend had this kind of experience. as his palm presses down against the particular spot, his other hand is still occupied. lengthy fingers curl all throughout your walls, reaching every spot by prodding with just the right amount of deepness.

“f-fuckkk,” you whine, and suddenly your nerves make you shift your attention back towards his slick tongue. as his tongue was lolled out, a pretty clean pinkish tongue. he slithers it by using the back of his tongue, merely copying a sort of vacuuming type technique. the sounds that ran out his mouth was so filthy, your thighs start to twitch profusely and your hands found its way into his hair.

“s—satoruuu.” you’d babble and its only been a few minutes. a few long minutes, your squirming was cute to him. you tried focusing on your breathing patterns but that was no use. your mind went blank, empty like a canvas.

“mhm,” he groans, feeling himself get hard simply from your pitchy moans that reverberate and bounce across the thin walls. his fingers still went in and out of your cunt at a decent thrusting pace. the way you easily swallowed his two digits was just perfect, it didn’t take long at all for him to find your clit. “there she isssss,” he hisses cheekily, changing up his tongue strokes just a bit. it felt so good, heavenly. the way he drags it against your pussy. your jaw hung open with only sweetened sobs and whimpers leaving right past your spit-glossed lips.

whilst he’s rummaging through your vulva, he occasionally breaks away to spit right onto your cunt. it was no surprised gojo satoru was a messy man. he couldn’t help it, he’s fantasized about this exact scenario maybe once or twice. as his saliva trickles between your slit, he grunts as he watches. just all sopping wet just for him. he blows against your entrance just to make you squirm even more.

with his fingers still buried into your cunt, he does the ‘come here’ motion—a simplistically erotic motion where he uses not one but both index and his middle finger to flick back and forth inside of you. right there, oh you could have came.

“o-oh my goddd,” you whimper, his warm breath colliding against your arousal. “i-i’m close, satoru. think ‘m getting close.”

“aw,” he purrs in a sweet tone, using the flat of his tongue to lap up against your clit even further. you’re so soaked—his chin starts to drip with your slick and it’s so attractive. he pulls himself back to grin at you, a dumb pussy-drunken smile and nothing but your slick arousal running down his chin, so sheeny. “suck a little harder, she says?”

you nod, although you were sure your inevitable orgasm was quickly approaching.

your favorite part was when he sucks deeply against your clit, practically tongue fucking you. he had quite a long tongue so it did wonders, it made sure to reach every particular crevice imaginable. “nah don’t run from me now, gorgeous,” he utters sweetly once you squirm a bit more—he grabs on your hips, removing his two fingers just to hold you steadily in place. “give it to me, baby. show me how much of a messy girl my best friend can really be, huh.”

his dirty talk was just the icing on the cake. gojo’s just coaxing you towards your incoming release, all the while—it felt so good. the way your legs quavered, a trembling mess.

gojo’s holding your jerking hips against his mouth so he doesn’t miss a single taste. your mouth forms into a surprised 'o' and it’s like he’s been waiting his entire life for this moment—to be fair, he could have just asked a long time ago.

he was shy though, he didn’t wanna ruin the friendship—yet now that he’s propped up between your legs, eating you out like a starved man, you don’t know how you could continue to be just friends. not in a negative way, but after this—every time you’d stare at gojo, you’d just see his face that was right between your legs that one friday night ago.

once your orgasm comes, you whimper out— a ripple surging out of you and you’re so squirmy.

it was so intense, you fell into a trance, feeling that familiar spark combust and you’re slump back. your maw still hangs open and you’re so cute—only inaudible whimpers, cacophonies of his name, the repetitive whiney, “s—satoru, ‘toru.”

his nose brushes against your entrance before he pulls away—he grows quiet for a brief moment before sitting up, you’re out of breath before he leans in for a kiss. you moan right into his mouth, running a finger down his cute undercut and that makes him whine into your mouth. his undercut, he’s always liked the feeling of you running a finger down there—it hypnotized him in a way, the entire scene was so salacious. tasting yourself on his damp tongue, your legs wrapped around his waist and his dick brushes against your parted legs.

“you’re not that bad of a kisser, you know.” gojo mutters as he finally breaks away—a stringy shiny trail of spit departs and he sits up. “why can’t we do this more often?”

“you never ask,” you breathe, still getting over your recent release—he talks so much, you almost forgot how much of a blabbermouth he was. literally seconds ago his face was buried between your thighs and now he’s rambling to you about a sale he spotted on one of his favorite candies. “. . yeah yeah, lie back now.”

he lies back against the bed and watches as you make your way towards him. he lands backwards with an ‘oof’ before raising his eyebrows in amusement. “oh? you’re gonna be on top? what if i wanted to have you bent over—”

“i’d rather die than let you see me arched over.”

“heh, woah now angel—that’s just mean. after i gave you that teeth shattering orgasm,” he says with a dramatic eye roll. you align yourself with gojo, your arms wrapping around his shoulders and for a concise moment he grows quiet. “hm. don’t really care though, you’re still hot. straddling me like this and—”

you lean forward, silencing him with a kiss because he just wouldn’t stop talking—it was cute in a way though, gojo would literally talk your ear off. he kisses back immediately, feeling you hover against his leaky tip before lowering yourself further and further down. “mhm,” you’d gasp at the current stretch. it was hard to ignore, he was big—no secret about that. due to how sopping you were, it made it easy to just sink right down. gojo’s jaw tightens as he brings a hand towards your waist, another near your ass. with a tight squeeze, he continues to fall into sinful bliss at your cunt holding him hostage. your walls hugged him tightly the more you sank down. his breath was heavy, he heaved and heaved before you’re finally all the way down.

parting away once more, he utters out a needy, “touch me.”

“ask nicely,” you whisper, starting to rock your hips swiftly in place—you were so hot, especially in his eyes. you’re so warm inside, feverish, tingly. gojo swallows thickly, a breath getting caught in his throat as his white lashes flicker towards your waist. you brush a thumb against your best friend’s lips before humming. “touch me pretty please, say that.”

“how about i tell you a joke—” he cuts off, yet moans once he feels you grind your hips in a specific rotation—so good. he’s at a loss of words before his eyebrows curl up and furrow, head throwing back in pleasure. “heh. uh, check, please! know what’s on the m-menu? me ‘n you.”

“…………………..”

“…..you’re right, i should just shut up,” he puffs out, his cheeks burning with such heat. he holds onto your hips before he swallows his pride, speaking in a cute pout whilst avoiding eye contact. “touch me pretty please.”

you smile, trading a finger down his chiseled chest—so muscular, he was perfectly sculpted.

his loved your touch, it makes him ten times harder. your fingers roam against his body and he merely folds into putty, his abs—they clench as you’re being stuffed by full of his thick inches. gojo made sure to go slow, he didn’t wanna hurt you—especially considering how big and how much of a damn packer he was. so big you almost drooled.

he was mesmerized by the way you moved, with a single pivot of your hips it didn’t take long for him to locate that spot. you moaned, feeling a surge of haziness overtake you before you lean in to kiss near the crook his neck.

“man,” he croaks, and each time he speaks—his voice gets more raspy and out of breath. “uh, keep ridin’ me like that ‘n i’m gonna die. your pussy’s fuckin’ dangerous—shit.”

again, he rambles while you’re riding him in the same constant rotation. he falls in love with the jerks, the way you grind and delve your hips even further into him.

it’s amusing to study his facial expressions though, the way his blue irises would roll back into the very depths of his cranium—his pink sheeny lips parting, even his irregular breathing patterns. he was so whiney, your cunt swallowed him whole and he starts to feel fuzzy. hot, you felt so hot inside. it merely gives him whiplash once he feels your hands trail up toward his chest. his chest, more so his pecs—abs, his nipples.

“s-sensitive there…” he pants, and with his same grip against your hips he drags you closer—back and forth, it was so slow. you’re grinding against his body and he thinks he’s feeling a certain type away. you know, that word. this entire view, seeing you top him like this—gojo was about to lose his mind, a fiery sensation pools low into his abdomen. you had him all hot and bothered, it didn’t take long before his thigh starts to bounce.

“are you?” you tease, leaning in to run your tongue against his perky nipples—oh, his reaction. it was priceless, he grips onto your hair this time, moving a few strands away from your face while you’re still riding him before he whimpers. with shaky lips, he begs for you to suck harder. you didn’t even know if he was into something like this, perhaps your best friend was a freak.

a freak in bed.

you wondered if he’d be like this if he got matched with some other random girl on tinder. being this whiney for them, but since you two were close maybe you had an exception.

“angelllll,” he drags out his words, and it’s cute. his tongue rolls a bit and beads of sweat start to race down the side of his forehead. “i’m gonna—”

suddenly, he grows quiet once his cock that was buried into your folds abruptly slips out.

he slowly looks up at you with a head tilt, and you’re staring right back up at him—he’s still panting with his hands attached to your hip. “oops,” he sheepishly laughs, trying to ignore how he was so close to shooting right inside of you. it squelched, you break away from his chest before kissing near his neck. he moans, aligning himself back against your entrance. “f-fuck that was kinda hot.”

“i can’t tell who sounds like the girl more,” you start to pant yourself, and you feel yourself coming close right with him—you briefly bite your lip before feeling such nerves sneak its way inside. his girth, it never failed to leave you speechless. with gojo, he was a bit thick but more so lanky—thin, yet he made sure to reach every crevice of your cunt. you felt him deep, the more his hold against your hips tighten—the more he’s pumping you full. you’re constantly leaning forward, cupping his face before sneaking a few kisses near the corners of his lips.

“shut up,” he rasps, and he’s close. you’re about to milk him dry—his breathing picks up and he presses his fingers right into your hips. strands of his hair runs through his face before he whines, head throwing back in pure bliss. “god, you do it so good—so good, ‘m gonna cum,” and then with pretty hooded eyes, he swallows before reaching between your legs. he runs a hand against your sopping wet cunt that was a sheer mess itself before sighing lowly, “where do you want it, angel? tell me if i should—”

“inside,” you whisper, and your voice was so close up to his ear that he could have just came from your voice and your voice alone. shivers ran through his body, your chest presses against his and he’s maneuvering quicker circles against your pussy. “f-fuck, ‘toru. ‘m gonna cum too.”

his ruffled hair was all in his face, it was cute. you’re being stuffed full—he’s so hefty you’re dizzy, approaching that release before seconds pass and you gush out. it comes out slow, a shockwave ripples out and you whimper—softly nibbling your teeth deep into the inside of his neck.

“oh f—fuckkk,” he babbles, and his voice ends up cracking, its adorable. both of his ears burn with radiating heat before he finishes, dumping a sloppy load of velvety ropes into your cunt. you literally did milk him, you bring your hips to a more slow stop—deeply grinding against him still and he slumps back. he pours so much into you he’s speechless himself, a hand hooked around your waist as you continue to swivel. “i just— i need you—shitttt.”

you stare at gojo and he’s all dumb, panting heavily. his chest heaves and tightens, loving the warmth of your plush thighs wrapping around him. “i.. i think i love you,” he abruptly says, and with his tone—it’s like in more of a question, he watches your shocked stare peer into him and he sighs. “i don’t wanna use dinder anymore, i— i just want you.”

“it’s called tinder, satoru,” you kiss near the side of his lip. “and i love you too, dummy.”

“really?” he looks at you, still smothered with a look of fatigue—he could go for more rounds but he needed a minute—plus he may or may not have a cramp in his leg. “soo when’s the wedding then?”

you deadpan and he sheepishly smiles at you, he’s still got a firm grip on your waist.

the feeling of gojo’s remains of cum just seeping down your thighs as you straddled him—still with his twitching shaft inside made you kiss your teeth a little. “i’m sure you’ll get cold feet, you’re scared of literally anything.”

“pft. girl, that’s not even remotely true. do you realize who you’re talking to?”

the arrogant gojo came back — you roll your eyes and he slyly grins, yet all the meanwhile he’s holding you close against your chest. you let him kiss you once more before you both pull away once his phone suddenly beeps.

a loud screeching notification . . you were assuming it was a text. he feels you shift a bit, turning to see what it was but pulls you closer towards him, deepening the kiss. you give up, locking your arms around him once more, preparing to start up your hips again.

oh, he tastes candied, sweet…

you moan straight into his mouth before the phone ends up beeping again and again.

consistently until it starts to get annoying, gojo grunts, departing from your honeyed lips. “who’s texting me, angel? thought i turned tinder notifications off.”

you grab his phone, it brights up from your fingertips hovering against the screen before you squint. “uh, it says . . . suguru geto?”

he repeats. “suguru ge—” and then he timorously runs a hand through his hair with a raised eyebrow. “oh. eh, what’d he say?”

you pause for a long moment before reading the message, by long—seven consecutive seconds to be exact, your lip twitching, slowly realizing as you skim through the text by this ‘suguru geto.’

“. . . he says that he had fun last night.”

“oh!”

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Love in the Fast lane - Max Verstappen x Actress! Reader

Plot: Max Verstappen meeting an Actress who has actively been a F1 fan from before the limelight gets invited to the Monza GP after her recent film debut.

"Can we please stop getting these celebrities in that know absolutely nothing about the sport? Vegas was a ball ache" Max says to Christian they walk through the Monza paddock.

"I think you'll actually enjoy who we have for this race, they're a big sponsor" Christian smiles.

"Yeah they all are ..." Daniel chimes in with a slight laugh.

"No, trust me guys i think you'll really really like her" Christian says as they round the corner. Normally whatever celebrity that sat in any of the garages would immediately be getting photos by both their manager and the Red Bull Team for the publicity on both ends.

However both Daniel and Max immediately saw the celebrity that had been invited. She was in the Red Bull team gear crouched down observing Max's car, she was asking questions to all the engineers before taking her own swing on things.

"That's Y/N Y/L/N" Daniel whispers wide eyed just watching her look so effortlessly normal.

"She's been a motor-sport fan for ages! Since before she was an actress. There's a picture of her at like age 10 at the South Korean Grand Prix. She had her first big movie 3 year later!" he continues as if he'd read an autobiography on her at some point.

"Hey Y/N come meet the drivers!" Christian offers to you, your hair was up in a tight pony tail, your face was natural and free of makeup and if they didn't know who you were apart from your outstanding natural beauty they'd assume you were an actual Red Bull team member.

"Oh my gosh, Hi hello!" you saying coming up to them and shaking there hands. Daniel and Max share a look between them, not believing how this 23 year old, Oscar Award winning actress is being a fan girl over them.

"Hello, its really nice to meet you!" Daniel says, and before you know it your being pulled into a hug.

"So you were asking some detailed questions about our cars, how'd that come about?" Max asks trying to get a judge on this girl.

"Oh! Well apart from the fact I've been a Motorsport fan for ages, I did a degree in Engineering at St Andrews around my career. I graduated last year!"

"Oh woah, that really amazing! Daniel was just telling me about the picture of you at the South Korean Grand Prix in 2010!" he offers, trying to get to know the extremely pretty girl in front of him. You excitedly pull out your phone, going straight into the photos app and to the specific album you had all of your Formula One pictures in.

"Oh i have another one of me and Sebastian Vettel when he won the 2013 Germany Grand Prix, I'd just got back from a movie premiere in London, and i refused to miss it! Oh and here's me, Lewis, Kimi and Sebastian in 2018!" you says showing them the pictures on the phone.

"Well, you had a picture with Seb when he was the Red Bull Golden boy but how about you get one with the current?" Max smirks, and your face reddens.

"Yeah of course! But I want a separate one just for me, not to go on any socials" you smile, you hand your phone to Christian who takes a private one of you and then the media teams come after to take them.

Daniel leaves to talk to his engineer and Christian leaves to set up for the race ahead.

"I'm going to be blunt, I like you. You have a true interest in the sport and if i win this race I want to take you out to dinner" he smirks, looking over at you. He was lent against the wall, his race suit down around his hips.

"Hmmm okay, you've got yourself a deal" you agree.

You watched the race in the Red Bull Garage with the headphones on. You'd been on camera a few times, sometimes when you'd been biting your lip as Max had clipped a corner or didn't break early enough but stopped himself from spinning out. Other times they just caught you with an in awe adoring look at the screen as you watched the cars zoom past.

Max tried as hard as he could but today the Ferrari's just had pace, Charles ended P1, Lando ended P2 and Carlos ended P3, Max unfortunately not being able to go for the overtake in the last sector.

"Everyone in RedBull was celebrating the win of P4 and P5, you came out with the pulling Daniel who had gotten out of his car first into a huge hug.

"Well done Dani that was an amazing race considering the longer pit stop" you admit looking at him and he gives you a massive grin back.

"Max, Max!" you shout as you see him pull himself over the halo of his car. He slams his fist onto the bonnet, and shoves his helmet into the seat of the car.

"Hey, stop you did really well!" you smile at him, holding each wrist of his in your hands, his forehead had started to line with a little bit of sweat, his helmet hair being scraped back now.

"Didn't get the dinner though did i?" he frowns.

"Well what if i tell you that I'm good to go out with you for dinner regardless of a race win..." you smile and he smiles back.

"But that would be going against the offer I originally made" he smirks, leaning forward.

"Fuck the original offer Verstappen" you laugh at him, pulling him in for a kiss that he happily led.

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yummy

Possessive! Dom! Ethan Landry x Sub! Reader (smut)

Synopsis: You make Ethan jealous after a party, so he had to take out his anger on you somehow.

A/N: This isn’t the first smut i’ve ever written but it’s the first one i’ve ever publicly posted. 😭 My notes app is full of them lmfao. I hope y’all enjoy this bc this gets pretty nasty lmfao. ALSO USE A CONDOM YALL.

This Fic Contains: spit kink, degrading, slight dumbification, slut shaming? idk?, ETHAN RIPS YO CLOTHES OFF, choking, dacryphilia, unprotected sex, choking on fingers hehe, face grabbing, spanking, creampie, hair pulling, fingering, squirting, mentions of alcohol, reader is a bimbo in this too, size kink hehe, face slapping, wholesome aftercare

The door being slammed behind you is what made you realize, you were fucked.

“Listen, I didn’t want to make a scene back there but if you would’ve just stopped playing dumb, then maybe I wouldn’t have had to!” Ethan yelled as he hightailed you while you sped over to your bedroom.

Earlier, you attended a college party with Ethan and the rest of your friends. You weren’t even drunk but the alcohol helped you be less nervous at that party. You were dressed in the tightest mini skirt ever that even the slightest movement showed off your lacy white panties, and Ethan wasn’t going to have any of that especially with you on the dance floor.

He noticed that a ton of guys were captivated by you and your outfit, so they took the chance to dance with you. You thought nothing of it and simply thought they were being nice.

But of course, Ethan knew what was going on through their heads. They just wanted a chance to have their way with you.

Ethan couldn’t watch his girlfriend get between a bunch of guys, so he instead shoved through the people at the party and grabbed your hand.

“We’re leaving.” Ethan urged in a very low tone.

“Woah! Already? We just got here E!”

Ethan was already pissed off and you did not need to make it worse.

“We’re leaving Y/N!”

You swiped your hand away from him and stood there. “Hey! What’s your deal?!”

Ethan turned around and glared at you. “My deal?! You’re letting other guys touch up on you while you’re dressed like that!” You were fuming at this point.

“Fine. You can leave then! You’re no fun at all.” You we’re about to turn around before Ethan grabbed your wrist this time and pulled you through the crowd of people which caused you to get weird stares as you were dragged out.

The entire walk home, you were complaining about how Ethan just embarrassed you.

Eventually that led to him snapping at you back at your dorm.

You tried to close the door behind you before Ethan got into the room first.

“You’re my girlfriend. Not anyone else’s. Got that?” Ethan growled as he grabbed your wrist again, this time tighter than before.

You whimpered slightly at the pain. “E-Eth’ that hurts-“

He then pulled you in by your throat, shoving you onto your bed and quickly sliding down your skirt. You sit up on your elbows in surprise as you watch him rip off your panties. You squeal out in surprise and are quick to try to cover yourself from the cold air.

Ethan grabs your wrist again and pins it aside as he stares at your extremely tight top.

“I bought you that didn’t I. I don’t think all those other guys would spoil you like I do.”

At first, he gently slid his hand on your breast, staring at your hard nipples, noticing you weren’t wearing a bra before ripping off your top too.

“That was my favorite!!“ You whined.

He scoffed and threw it aside. “I’ll buy you a new one.”

He then sat up on his knees, towering over your small frame. Ethan then grabbed your hair by the scalp and pulled you up toward his face as he growled in your ear. “If you fucking move, or try to touch yourself, I swear you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

You could feel your tight hole already soak at the thought of that. You could feel yourself pulsing as you breathed heavily.

Ethan took his toned hand and gently pressed one finger against your already pulsating pussy. He then slid it down your slit and felt the wetness between your folds.

“Fuck. Aren’t you just a sweet dumb thing. Already wet by my words? Or are you thinking about what i’ll do to you next?“

You couldn’t even speak as he kept your hair in between his knuckles and kept sliding his index finger up and down your slit.

“Answer me.” He then slapped your pussy, causing you to jolt and bite your lip, holding in a moan.

“Y-Your words Eth’…”

Ethan grinned as he slowly shoved his index finger into your tight pussy.

“Such a good cumdump.”

You tightened around his index finger already as he shoved his middle finger in as well.

He gave no warning as he suddenly sped up and started fingerfucking you. You wailed out as he rammed his fingers in and out of you making your body arch and squirm as you could do nothing but hold onto the bedsheets. The way he would drill his fingers in and out would make you go insane. He then grabbed you by your face and squeezed your cheeks.

Your eyes glimmered as it signified pleasure and you, already fucked out, rolled your eyes to the back of your head.

“F-Fuck…fuck…fuck..!!”

Ethan grinned at you and shoved his two fingers into your mouth, still keeping a tight grip on your face meanwhile darting his fingers in and out of your tight and gushy pussy, constantly hitting the spots that made you jolt and yelp the most.

His index and middle fingers went deep into your mouth that it hit the back of your uvula, making you slightly gag and choke on them as tears already formed in your eyes, ruining your mascara.

You were now like a piece of artwork to him. He was so satisfied with what he created out of you. He was so captivated by your beauty that he couldn’t help but just force your mouth further open just to spit in your mouth. He then forced it shut, signaling for you to swallow it.

Ethan then slapped your face and grabbed your hair again, facing your head down towards the mess that he was making and made you watch as he jackhammered his fingers in and out of you, watching you lift your lower body from the mattress.

“Oh fuuuckkk…Ethan! M’gonna-“

“That’s right. Go ahead, whore.”

He continued to hit your spots at full speed as your wetness flew all over the bed and even onto the floor.

You wailed out as you felt your orgasm wash over you, making your body shiver and twitch. Ethan watched as you squirted all over his hand and the bedsheets.

He smirked at the sight of you squirting all over him then unbuckled his pants, pulling down his zipper and then revealing his boxers. Ethan then pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his very toned abs and you could feel yourself getting turned on by the sight of his very well built body.

You continued staring at him as he pulled his boxers down, revealing his hard, twitching cock. He then smacked your ass, signaling you to turn over onto your stomach. You looked up at him, doe-eyed as you nodded and followed his exact commands.

He then grabbed your face again, forcing you to make eye contact with him with your head faced upwards as he towered over you again.

“God, you’re so pretty.”

You blushed at his comment before he forced yourself to arch against him. You were about to lift your head up until he pushed your head down into the mattress.

He then gave no warning as he completely shoved himself inside of you causing you to whine out in pain and pleasure. Your feet curled as you could feel his tip graze against your cervix.

He then thrusted himself in and out as he pulled your hair, forcing your face down into the pillow, completely ruining your makeup as it stained the bedsheets. Your moans were so pornographic and loud that anyone could hear next door, but it didn’t matter because all this heart racing pleasure is what kept you from thinking about anything else.

“Think all those other guys can fuck you like me? Make you squirt and cry like me? Hell no.”

You loved being his. And he loved being yours.

He then pulled out to flip you on your back again as he pulled you by your ankle towards him to line up his cock on your dripping slit. Examining your wet cunt, he then spat on it, making you gasp and your pussy twitch at the sight of it.

“Such a pretty sight from such a pretty cumdump.” He marveled at your glistening cunt.

You lightly giggled at his comment before he practically folded you in half and shoved himself deep inside of you again. Your mouth was agape as he began thrusting in you again.

You could feel and hear the slamming of his hips as it echoed throughout the room.

“M’ gonna fill you up so good, princess. And I want you to look directly at me when I do it.”

You struggled to even reply to him so all you could do was nod. Your poor pussy was already bruised by the time he began shoving himself in you that you couldn’t help but cry and squeal out in pain and pleasure.

He then took you by your throat as he started wrapping his hand around it, squeezing as you gasped for air. he then took his other hand and shoved it in the back of your throat, making you gag again and watching your tears flow out again.

It wasn’t until he leaned in and kissed you so sloppily that all you could feel is his tongue swirling around your mouth and trying to slide it’s way to your uvula, that you felt yourself tighten more and more around him that you were practically milking him. You both moaned into each other’s mouths before he pulled away, your tongue sticking out as lines of saliva connected your mouths.

You looked so gorgeous. Having your insides fucked like he absolutely hated you, and you just taking it like a good girl.

He continued choking you as you grabbed onto the bedsheets, feeling a sort of coil in your stomach.

“Oh- Mmmff!! I’m gunna cum!!”

Ethan only went faster after your words and continued drilling himself into your cervix as he grabbed your face one last time.

“Do it. But don’t take your pretty eyes off of me. I wanna watch you, my bunny.”

“M-Mhm!! S-Shit…!”

You nodded and let out more moans and whimpers as he continued to thrust in and out as the squelching noises of your fucking filled the room.

“Ohhhh!! Ethannnn!!!”

You let out a few more wails of pleasure as you kept eye contact with Ethan before you felt your orgasm unravel again and the feeling of cum gushing out of your pussy onto his cock ran through your body as it convulsed and shivered.

Just a few more thrusts later, Ethan then released his hot and thick load inside of your womb, filling it to the brim. He kept himself deep inside you so that almost none of it would fall out. He groaned out and slightly whimpered at the overwhelming pleasure of your tight cunt cumming all over his fat cock mixed with his orgasm.

You both were now panting messes. Ethan then looked down at your completely fucked out face as it was stained with makeup and mascara. He smiled and gently kissed your forehead.

He then lifted himself off of you, picking up his boxers and putting them back on. He noticed you were practically unresponsive to him, so he picked you up off the bed and carried you bridal style to the bathroom. He set you down on the cold sink, causing you to shiver as he started up a bath for you. He waited until the water was warm and filled the tub before he carried you and gently sat you inside.

He was now bathing your entire body and helping you clean up your face. You gazed lovingly at your boyfriend as he did all of this, meanwhile he was complimenting you.

“You did so well today, bunny. You’re my perfect girl.”

Your heart fluttered at his comments. He really was the man you loved and wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

After your bath, he helped dry you up and then carried you back to the bedroom with a towel wrapped around your body. Watching him rummage around your clothes, you twirled your hair and gazed at his back muscles. Ethan then came back with panties and one of his shirts for you to wear. He slipped it onto you and smiled as it draped over your body.

Ethan then crawled onto the bed next to you, waiting for you to rest your head on his chest. Once you did, you were quick to fall asleep on it, listening to his heartbeat as he toyed with your hair.

[love-belle]

modern day romeo and juliet !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which their love was the modern day romeo and juliet, with a happy ending.

or 

for when you find your forever. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // charles leclerc x fem!reader

warnings - language, alludes to sex, mentions of sex, whatever.

author’s note - hello!! i REALLY hope u all like this one bc it was so fun to write like it was so chuckle worthy so i really hope u enjoy it!! thank u so much for reading, i love u <3 i will try to post once more tonight bc i have 10+ drafts rn with almost 20 requests and i'm trying to do them all one by one, thank u so much for being patient <3

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paddock.club charles leclerc and y/n wolff spark dating rumours after they were spotted out on a date, only adding into them as they shared a kiss. leclerc and wolff have been having coy interactions on social media for a while now but they were barely seen interacting outside the paddock. both of them, separately, have been hinting at a relationship for a few weeks now although we had no reason to believe that they were together, until these photos resurfaced. click on the link in our bio for more details about the new potential f1 couple.

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[nhlclover]

𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 | 𝐆𝐀𝐁𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓

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summary: when you get caught in a downpour without a jacket or umbrella, gabe offers to share his.

warnings: literally none? one curse word, awkward dialogue?

notes: two gabe fics and they both involve the rain... n e wayz hope you enjoy :)

Over and over, you kept mentally cursing yourself. You looked out the library’s front doors, watching the rain pour down relentlessly. Puddles were forming on the pathway, creating a water obstacle course for the passing students.

Spring was fast approaching, with temperatures steadily rising in the city. It was the first time this semester that the temps had gotten high enough that you could leave your dorm without wearing a coat. But, the spring climate in Boston was unpredictable. You’d sworn when you checked the weather app this morning it showed nothing but sunshine until midnight.

However, you now stood in the lobby of the library, watching the rain soak the Boston College campus. You were stuck 15 minutes away from your dorm without a jacket or an umbrella.

You hoped that maybe it was going to clear up in the next few minutes, or at least subside slightly, allowing you to get back without completely drenching yourself, however, the dark looming clouds and consistent downpour showed no signs of letting up. You’d concluded that you were just going to have to make a run for it and risk getting soaked. The thought of that made you want to cry. You were wearing a brand-new sweater and had just curled your hair that morning. By the time you’d reached your dorm, you would’ve ruined your hair and potentially also your new sweater.

You had one hand on the door handle, trying to brace yourself. Maybe if you ran you could limit the amount of water damage you and your belongings would endure. You had just prepared yourself for having to sprint back to your dorm when a voice startled you.

“Hey, you need an umbrella?” said a boy standing next to you, holding up an umbrella.

You hadn’t noticed him approach, being surprised by his sudden presence. He donned a Boston College-branded rain jacket, obviously being better prepared for the weather than you were. His kind smile made you want to accept the offer, however you didn’t want to inconvenience him.

“No, it’s okay.” You say, shaking your head.

His eyebrows furrow as he lets out a chuckle. “You sure about that? It’s pouring out there.”

You shake your head again. “I can’t. We’re probably not heading in the same direction anyway. I don’t want to inconvenience you.”

“Where are you headed?” He asked.

“Back to my dorm, I’m at Duschene Hall.” You reply.

He pulls a surprised face. “Woah, what a coincidence! I’m heading there too.” He grins, eyes flashing a mischievous twinkle.

You knew he was lying, but that he wasn’t going to give up and let you walk alone in the rain. You cave, accepting his offer, as it is better than getting soaked to the bone. You stepped out into the rain, the boy opening up his umbrella and holding it above the two of you.

“I’m Gabe, by the way.” He says.

“I’m y/n.” You say.

“So, y/n, what were you doing at the library today anyways?” He asks.

You were among the only students in the library today due to the weather. Up until an hour ago, the sun had been brightly shining, most students deciding to forgo any pending assignments to enjoy the brief bit of summer peaking through.

You chuckle softly, adjusting the bag on your shoulder. “Studying, actually. I have a test next week.”

“Oh, an academic I see.” Gabe teases. “What’s your major?”

“History. How about you?”

“Communications.”

A gust of wind blew, causing you to shiver. Your sweater was knit allowing the wind to cut right through, pricking at your skin. Gabe shrugged off his backpack, sliding out of his jacket. “Here, take this. You must be freezing.” Gabe says, extending you his jacket.

“Oh my god, no I can’t take your jacket.” You shake your head. “You’re already doing enough by sharing your umbrella with me.”

“No, seriously, I insist. I think you might get pneumonia if you don’t take it.” Gabe says.

You roll your eyes at his dramatic statement, another gust coming in. Now physically shivering, your arms hugging your torso not warming you up as you hoped, you accepted his jacket. As you slipped into the jacket, warmth and the scent of his cologne that lingered on the jacket enveloped you.

As you continued your conversation, the rain continued to fall around you. You became grateful for Gabe’s cheery company on the dreary walk home. When the dorms were in your sight, you attempted to tell Gabe he was good to leave you there and he could go back on his planned path. However, Gabe insisted on walking you to the door.

“Thank you again for walking me home.” You said, smiling gratefully at Gabe. “I don’t know how to repay you.”

Gabe paused for a moment, his eyes meeting yours with a hint of mischief. "How about letting me take you out on a date?"

You were slightly taken aback by his question but despite that, you found yourself grinning and nodding. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

Gabe’s shoulders relax at your response. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone, giving it to you to put your number in. As you typed your digits into his phone, you felt a flutter of excitement in your chest. Maybe getting caught in the rain wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Something to see

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 13

Prompt: Road Trip/Vacation

Rated: G

CW: none

Tags: Modern AU, established relationship, honeymoon, Steve is Dustin’s dad

Notes: Set in the same universe as Someone who cares.

Two years back, if asked how he pictured his honeymoon, Steve would probably have laughed. He was an overworked single dad who barely managed to split his time between home life and his father’s company, and hadn’t had a proper date in forever. Marriage was so not on his agenda. 

If pressed for an answer, he would have come up with some cliché. He’d meet a nice girl who also happened to not despise Dustin, get hitched, take her to a five star resort in Bali or Hawaii or Mexico or whatever. 

And now? 

Now he’s leaned against the side of his third-hand Winnebago, sipping coffee and watching the sunrise over the Californian sea, while his husband snores away inside. 

Husband. 

The thought still makes him giddy, even after almost a year. Between moving houses, carefully dismantling the life his father had forced him into, and Eddie’s first novel skyrocketing to the tops of the bestseller lists, it's been one hell of a time. But now they're here. On their cross-country road trip, just like they promised each other. 

Sometimes he still wonders when he'll wake up, alone in that big, sterile penthouse, and discover that Eddie Munson was just a fantasy cooked up by his lonely brain. 

His phone buzzes, just in time to jerk him out of his thoughts. Steve unpockets it and smiles when he sees it's a message from Robin. 

Hi, Eddie’s husband! Your son's asking if we can have McDonald's for breakfast. Again. I said we'd have to ask you first.

Steve wrinkles his brow at the weird form of address, but shrugs it off and types his reply. He's just hit send when he hears footsteps. 

"Nonono, stay like that, the picture is perfect!" 

Steve snorts into his coffee but obediently turns back around and allows Eddie to take a photo. He's rewarded by arms wrapping around his waist and lips against his neck only seconds later. 

"Morn'" Eddie mumbles. 

"Morning," Steve smiles. Something in Eddie’s pocket vibrates. "That your phone or are you happy to see me?" 

"How 'bout both?" Eddie takes the mug from his hands and carefully sets it on the ground, then presses Steve up against the side of the Winnebago and proceeds to kiss him breathless. 

"Did you know," he mumbles against Steve's lips, voice sultry and low, "that they have the world's largest artichoke near here?" 

Steve is just glad Eddie took away his coffee because he'd definitely have snorted some through his nose at that revelation. 

"Oh no, absolutely not." 

Eddie pouts. "Gotta see the local sights, Stevie. They even have a souvenir shop and a restaurant, famous for it's fried-" 

"-artichokes?" 

"See? You get it!" Eddie beams at him, leans in for another kiss. "Say we'll go? C'mon."

Steve hums in pretend-thought and Eddie nips at his bottom lip. "Alright, I guess." 

"Yessss," Eddie cheers, already whipping out his phone to look up directions. "So, if we follow the interstate-" 

"Woah, wait!" Steve says, because he has just spotted the huge number of alerts on Eddie’s screen. "What's going on there?" 

"Huh?" The tips of Eddie’s ears turn pink. "Oh, that's just my Twitter. I got a bunch of new followers since the book and- it's nothing, really." 

"Are you kidding?" Steve already has his own phone out and is pulling up the app. "This is fucking fantast- wait, is that me?" 

"Um," Eddie says. "Maybe?" 

"Maybe?" Steve wrinkles his brow, because that clearly is him, only a few minutes ago, leaning against the RV and cradling his mug of coffee, half-profile blacked out by the halo of the rising sun. 

His eyes flick to the number of likes and for the second time, he's glad the coffee is gone, because it would definitely have sprayed all over his screen. 

"What the fuck?" 

Eddie groans and rubs at his neck. 

"Okay, listen. I didn’t think anything of it, I just … really wanted to share these pictures because I love you, and I love being on this trip with you, seeing shit, visiting places…" 

Steve hums absentmindedly as he scrolls through the feed, picture upon picture of himself from behind. Strolling through the world's largest corn maze, the one they visited two states back. Looking out over the Grand Canyon. Inside the hole of that giant artificial donut that Eddie insisted on seeing. 

"... and someone may have asked who the hottie with the ass was and I may have said my husband, because sue me, who wouldn't brag about that, and things sort of spiraled from there. They may have given you a hashtag even." 

"A hash-" Steve tears his eyes from his own back before the vast Nevada night sky. "What hashtag, Eddie?" 

Eddie mumbles something into his own hair. 

"What was that, I didn’t-" 

"It's Eddieshusbandsass, okay?" Eddie snaps. "There, are you happy now?" 

Steve gapes at him. 

"I don't believe this," he finally mumbles. "You made a hashtag for my ass?"

Eddie is making a valiant attempt at looking bashful, but his mouth is tugging into a dimpled grin. 

"To be fair, my followers did. The internet is rightly obsessed with your butt, babe." 

"For fuck’s sake," Steve groans. "Get in the RV, we got a giant artichoke to see." 

Behind him, Eddie perks up. "We … are still seeing the artichoke? You're not like, divorcing me?" 

Steve turns and levels him with a stern look. 

"If you don't kiss me in front of that monstrous vegetable and show them the face to go with that ass, I might." 

"Oh my God," Eddie breathes, smile brighter than the sunrise. "Marry me." 

Steve twirls the keys around his finger and winks over his shoulder. 

"Already did, honey." 

His husband may be a total menace sometimes - but he's his menace. And Steve's the luckiest guy in the world for it. 

All my holiday drabbles

[syoish-aot]

"I Found You" - EREN/READER - REVERSE ISEKAI (part 5)

reverse isekai, time travel, memory loss

post canon (ish)

reader/eren

word count: 2450

<- PART 4 | PART 6 ->

*****

When Eren was fifteen he didn’t know much about love.

He did know that he had a fierce desire to protect. To save. To help, not just his friends, but all of humanity regain the freedom taken from them by the titans.

He also knew that Mikasa’s hair was very soft.

That her eyes were pretty.

That her skin looked warm.

That her lips, often hidden under the red scarf he had wrapped around her when they were children, distracted him from conversation more times than he could count.

But there was never time. 

The more they learned about the world- and the more Eren learned about himself in turn- the more that their lack of time became obvious to him.

He told himself it was for the better than he never told her how he felt. That he never properly answered her question:

“What am I to you, Eren?” She asked him the night when they stood on the hill just outside of Liberio.  What am I? She was everything to him, is what he wanted to say; but- “you’re family,” is what he said instead.

Because he knew, Eren knew, that in that lifetime they would never have enough time to be together.

So, when he woke up in a new lifetime, his first thought was that maybe-... maybe this was his chance. 

But, when he opened his eyes,

it wasn’t Mikasa that he saw…

…when he opened his eyes,

all he saw was you.

*****

5 Years Ago

“I think I get why these men are on here.” You told your coworker, Mina, as the two of you leaned against the counter, your phone between you as you idly flipped through Hinge casting judgment on every man you saw.

“Why’s that?” Mina asked.

“Well, here’s my theory.” Tired of the mindless scrolling, you slide your phone into your back pocket and grab a marker from the lip of the register. You uncap it and begin doodling on a cup. “Men on dating apps are there because they give off such ick that they can’t meet women in person without setting off alarm bells, so apps are their only option.”

Mina shrugged. “Okay, so why are the women on there?”

“I dunno,” you replied with a snort, “why does anyone go to a zoo?”

“That’s kinda judgmental.” A customer, who appeared seemingly out of thin air, says at the counter.

“Jesus christ-” You jump and the sharpie in your hand goes flying toward him at a perfect angle to run a black streak straight across his shirt.

“Oh my god!” Your hands fly up to cover your mouth as your eyes widen. “I’m so, so, so sorry! Um- uh-” You glance around for a microfiber cloth (which normally makes your skin crawl to touch, but you can’t think about that right now). You quickly run the microfiber (ew) cloth under the sink. “Here!” You reach across the counter to press it to the front of his shirt. “Maybe it’ll um-” It does nothing. “Uh…” You try again. “O-Okay just…” That’s when you finally look up at him.

You figured you looked pretty pathetic, leaning over the counter and uselessly dabbing his shirt to get permanent marker out of polyester (spoiler alert: that doesn’t work and it never will).

So you’re pathetic.

And he’s gorgeous. 

The universe must have it out for you. Seriously have it out for you because- …holy shit. 

The first thing you notice are his eyes. A stunning composition that reminds you of the night sky on a full moon- swirling blues and greens beautifully illuminated with flecks of golden stars. 

And then his messy-on-purpose brown hair, half tied up in a bun with a few tasteful strands falling against his forehead.

His flawless skin.

His sharp cheekbones.

His adorable nose and-

And his smile.

Woah.

It’s a real “knees weak, arms spaghetti” moment for you ((made even more embarrassing by the fact that the first thing you think is “knees weak, arms spaghetti” but that’s where your mind goes and you’ll keep that secret with you until the day you die)).

“I don’t think that’s working.” He tells you as he gently grabs your wrist and guides your hand away. 

“Yeah um-” You clear your throat and drop the cloth to the counter, quickly standing back on the floor as your cheeks burn pink and you nervously look over his ruined shirt. “I really am sorry I could um- I could buy you a new one?”

“Eh,” he shrugs. “It’s old anyway.”

But it doesn’t look old.

Still, you’re too embarrassed to question him.

“Free coffee?” You offer instead.

He smiles again and you refuse to think about knees and spaghetti for the second time.

“Alright, “he laughs, “free coffee sounds good.”

Dammit.

Knees and spaghetti it is.

*****

He’s back the next day.

And the day after that.

And the day after that.

You think that maybe he’s new in the area and just happens to be the type of guy who likes a consistent schedule, if anything that makes you respect him; but sometimes you wishfully hope it’s because of… something else.

“If you ruin my shirt again, will this one be free too?” He jokes on the fourth visit as you had him a semi-sweet iced coffee.

“Yeah, but you have to sneak up on me or it’s not authentic.” You tease back.

*****

You learn things about him every time he comes in.

First, it’s his name: Eren.

Eren.

And god, now that you know it you spend a stupid amount of time pausing on those ‘roll for the first letter of your soul mate’s name’ tiktoks. At least you have the decency to not post them (except for that one time you accidentally did).

You find out he’s also attending university. That he’s an English major but school is making him lose motivation to write.

You find out his favourite colour is red.

That he’s never lived anywhere but the city.

That his friends are more important to him than anything, and he’s known them for most of his life. 

And then, a month after you meet, you find out something else…

“So,” you say, five minutes to closing as you wipe down the counter and Eren finishes off a donut you’d given him for free instead of throwing out. He has a habit of showing up when you’re closing. You aren’t sure if it’s because he has a night class or if he just likes the free pastries. Or maybe there’s a completely different reason entirely.

“So…?” He asks, when you don’t finish the thought (you’d gotten distracted by the way he was licking icing off his fingers).

You clear your throat and look down at the counter. “Why was I being judgmental?”

“Oh, because not everyone that’s in a frat is just there for the parties. My friend Reiner says he-”

“No not about that,” although maybe your opinions on frat boys are based on a stereotype and that’s deserving of its own conversation entirely, “I mean about the dating app thing.”

“What dating app thing?” He asks as his eyebrows momentarily tighten together with a scowl. It’s an expression he wears a lot and it always makes you laugh.

“The first thing you said to me!” You exclaim. “Mina and I were talking about dating apps and you said I was being judgmental. Honestly, I feel like it was the worst first impression ever.”

“Nah, the bad impression part was when you were feeling me up like three seconds later.”

“I-” Your cheeks burn bright red. “I was not feeling you up!”

Eren throws his head back and laughs.

You toss your microfiber (ew) towel at him and it lands smack in the middle of his face. 

Eren’s still snickering as he leans down to pick it up from the floor. “I said you were being judgmental because you were.”

“Elaborate, please.”

“Well,” he stands back up, cloth now in hand, “there are some genuine people on dating apps just looking for connections.”

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, but it’s all- it’s so fake. How many times can I repeat the same: ‘Hi, how are you.’ ‘I’m good, how are you’ ‘Good. What do you do for work?’ ‘I work at this shitty café and there’s a regular that’s constantly patronizing me to try to get free food. What about you?’.” You let out a short sigh. “If people actually want to get to know each other, they should-”

Your rant comes to a quick end when Eren stops in front of you.

He’s closer than he normally stands, so you immediately notice the flecks of gold in his eyes. The last time you were this close to him, you’d been frantically rubbing sharpie out of his shirt but now-

Now you’re- you’re just standing there…

Just close.

So close that you might have forgotten how to breathe.

“Some people have to meet that way.” He says, softer than normal, but maybe it’s just because you’re close enough that he doesn’t have to speak loudly to be heard.

“...huh?”

Eren snickers. Your heart hammers. He keeps talking: “Some people,” he elaborates, “have trouble getting dates any other way.”

“Wh-” You clear your throat as it constricts, “Why’s that?”

For the first time, you see him blush.

You notice the confidence he normally wears come crashing down.

He looks away.

“Because some people are… pretty shit at asking people out.”

You jump as the cloth he’d picked up meets your hand.

And this time, it’s not even because of the gross sensation of microfiber.

*****

Eren gets over it, apparently, because 6 days later he shows up at your work right before close.

“No free muffins today, sorry.” You immediately tell him.

“It’s fine.” He replies and you can’t help but notice the way he awkwardly shifts his weight from one foot to the other, completely avoiding your eyes as he does it.

“Um… Eren?”

“Yep?”

You snicker. “Are you ok-”

“Do you wanna go out?”

Your breath catches. “...what?”

“With me. Now. Or- Or in like five minutes when you’re off. Unless you have to stay late tonight because the place is a mess. I can wait around though. Or we can go another day I just-”

“Are you asking me on a date?”

“I-...” Eren sighs, but he finds a way to smile through his embarrassment. “Don’t laugh you’ll-... you’ll hurt my ego.”

So you don’t laugh.

Instead, you say yes.

*****

You have a casual first date, just dinner at a local pub.

Your second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth date (although you start losing count towards the end) pass just as casually.

It’s comfortable. Relaxing. There’s no overly awkward tension between the two of you and you slip into a natural rhythm.

Your first kiss is in the park on campus.

You bring him day-old donuts any chance you get.

You meet his best friends and they quickly become your best friends too.

A year passes, you say “I love you”.

Another year passes, you both graduate.

By the third year you’re dating, you move in together.

By the fourth, you can’t imagine life without him.

And by the fifth year you’re dating, you have a feeling that it’s for life.

“Think he’ll propose?” Mikasa’s staticky voice comes through the speaker of your phone. You press said phone harder against your ear out of the embarrassment that Eren might somehow hear you from the kitchen. 

“I- I dunno. Maybe.” You answer, nervously nibbling your bottom lip as you watch your boyfriend from over the back of the couch. He’s in the kitchen making dinner. Shirtless, because he’s an idiot that doesn’t care about getting hot chicken oil on his chest.

‘Sluts can’t get third-degree burns, babe.’ He always tells you.

‘Then commit to the bit and lose the pants too.’ You always joke back.

He doesn’t, for the record. Apparently, he’s okay with hot oil on his tiddies, but his dick and balls are a different story.

“Would you say yes?” Mikasa’s voice cuts through your thoughts. 

You let out a short laugh. “Obviously.”

“Maybe he’ll do it tomorrow.”

“Pfft, that’d be tacky. Tomorrow is Niccolo’s big day, not ours.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s right.” You can hear Mikasa’s yawn through the phone.

“You sound exhausted,” you tell her, “don’t you have to get up early to catch your flight?”

“Yeah, but my hotel is lonely.”

You laugh. “Wanna talk to Eren before bed?”

“Sure. He’ll get mad if I don’t.”

You pull the phone away from your ear. “Eren!” You hold out the phone to him. “Mikasa wants to say goodnight.”

“Can you come stir?” He asks.

You pull yourself off the couch and step up to him in the kitchen, trading him your phone for the spatula. 

He kisses your cheek before pressing the phone to his ear.

“Okay, so did you see the new episode?” He asks as he walks into the living room. “NO FUCKING WAY YOU DID NOT CALL IT!!”

You roll your eyes as the two of them start their passionate back and forth about the latest episode of whatever show they’re both watching.

*****

That night, after a plate of spaghetti, a shared bottle of wine, and a decent amount of time doing R-rated activities that start in the living room but finish in the bedroom; you end up with your arms around Eren’s waist and your face buried between his bare shoulders.

He likes to be the little spoon, even though he’ll deny it to your friends.

But you don’t mind. It means you can pinch his nipples if he says something sassy before falling asleep.

You smile and nuzzle your face into his back.

He smells like Eren.

Nothing distinct about it that you can put a name to.

It’s just Eren and you love it.

You smile as you think about how perfect your life is. Your career is going well, you have an apartment with an amazing view, and you’re dating the love of your life. 

You wouldn’t change a single thing.

“I love you.” You mumble before placing a kiss on Eren’s shoulder.

“...that’s so fucking gay…” He mumbles back.

He yelps when you pinch his nipple, but afterward, he laughs.

Afterwards, he grabs your hand in his (mostly to keep his nipples safe from continued attacks) and pulls it up to his lips.

He kisses the back of your hand firmly.

Then softly.

Then firmly again.

“Love you too,” Eren tells you.

And the lights don’t need to be on for you to know that he’s smiling. 

You just know he is, because you’re smiling too. 

[thisismeracing]

His pretty girl | CL16

Pairing: black!plus size!fem!reader (she/her pron.) x charles leclerc

Warnings: curse words, twitter environment, one hate comment, fluffffff, not proofread etc etc. Minors DNI!

Summary: Fans start to notice Charles around an influencer’s profile and its essy to put two and two together to discover just how in love he is.

an1: This imagine is just a small reminder that you deserve love and appreciation it doesn't matter your size and shape. You are beautiful and you are enough and you don’t need to change a thing to fit in ❤️

a/n2: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps. everything else is made up by me and I do not give permission for it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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goldenhour1990 The yellow dress is everything to me! 😍

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fantasticf1 You just called me single in 7 languages. I don’t know 7 languages, but I know these pics called me single

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⤷ fan47 HE ADORES HER AS IN HE WORSHIPS HER 😭😭😭 Im waiting for my turn, God!

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[scentedpeachlandcreator]

what was the first/first few things you manifested and how?

Hello!

Things i manifested before loa and After loa:

Before loa (i just knew about subliminals and Law of attraction):

: ̗̀➛ Well the first thing i manifested was changing my eye color it went from Brown eyes to light Brown but you Can even See some green color In my eyes even my Friends started noticing them without even getting closer to my face and i Always get compliment from that even when my eyes is exposed in the Sun they be like "woah! I didn't know that your eyes were beautiful like that! They have a clear color!" And i manifested them with subliminal back when i discovered them.

: ̗̀➛ The second thing was This one you Can check it and read it.

After loa (Law of assumption):

: ̗̀➛ my thigh gap, girl i didn't even have a thigh gap and i manifested it and i do still have it. (With subliminal).

: ̗̀➛ food and drinks that i wanted.

: ̗̀➛ having the same grade i wanted in my report card (when i say i was shocked girl when the math teacher gave us our papers i got like 12/20 but when i checked my report card it was 15/20 i was so shocked and let me tell you that my math teacher never and when i mean never give extra credit or did a mistake so that was really surprising) and all i did is affirm and persist, (I was at that Time 14).

: ̗̀➛ micron ink Pen (girl that was my dreammm 😭 since i am an artist i wanted them so Bad and i manifested that my aunt will get them for me and she did but not just one but TWO!) here's proof:

: ̗̀➛ i manifested my lips just to be a little bit plumpier since my lips are thin and i just listened to a subliminal and affirmed for little and i got them.

: ̗̀➛ a phone for myself (girl i was so jealous that everybody in my age (i was 15 at that Time) was having a phone and i didn't even have one and plus i Always got Amazing grades so i was really tired of it and i manifested a phone but it wasn't the brand i wanted but anyways i got a phone at least ☺️).

: ̗̀➛ maintaining my weight ( i was working out and the problem is if i ate just a little i'll gain weight quickly so what i did? I just decided that no matter what i eat my weight will still the same and GIRL when i tell you i ate so many things like burgers, sandwiches, pizza, ice cream, and when i went to the fitness my coach told me to check my weight and it stayed the same!!).

: ̗̀➛ so this month i manifested my thigh to be thin, it was when i woke up to get ready to school so when i wore my jeans it seemed so tight i was like "omg don't tell me i gained weight 🥲" so i quickly started affirming "OMG look at my legs they are thin and skinny they look so perfect! I have such perfect thin thighs" and when i tell you the moment i started affirming i felt my jeans started loosing in! And i looked in the mirror and they seemed thin then a second Ago ! Hooray!.

: ̗̀➛ my favorite app to release New features that i wanted (if yall are wondering what the app is, it is character AI).

: ̗̀➛ shifting to random realities ( if you're interested in the story you Can check my masterlist).

: ̗̀➛ making some teachers being absent.

: ̗̀➛ money (you Can check it here).

: ̗̀➛ some Big amount of money appearing out of thin air in my mom's bank account.

: ̗̀➛ making my male classmate to smile at me (well that was last year and he was the hottest in our class and one night before sleeping i Always imagined him smiling at me and After 2-3 days he fucking smiled at me ! I just wanted him to just open up to me since he's shy, i really wanted him to be my friend 😭).

: ̗̀➛ i manifested a change in my classes memory and even the teacher (so the french teacher told us to do a writting expression about a topic as a homework and we'll read it in front of the class and when the Times came everyone Read their writting expression but i didn't sense i was shy and didn't have the courage to do it so i started imagining myself do it, then the semester came to an end and my mom decided to see the french teacher, when she talked to mom she said "oh yeah your daughter read her writting expression and it was so good and everyone clapped their hands for her" when mom told me what the teacher told her I was shocked i couldn't believe what i just Heard but anyways at least i changed her memory😏✌🏻).

So yeah that was it, i actually manifested so many things but i can't really remember them, i Hope this motivated you (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡.

Love ya! 💗.

Xoxo, Eli

[dash-the-watchdog-cook]

Woah, first post here

Heya guys, it's ya boy Dash. Decided to join my co-workers here, this app seems to be pretty popular amongst them and i wanna be popular too. I do cooking and gossip, i sure hope I won't get into trouble with my tea, but we'll see about that.

Anyways, i hope we have a good time here.

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HEY GUYYYSSS WELCOME TO MY RP ACCOUNT!;!!! My main is @augustfuckinggay !! Feel free to send asks to this blog, can't wait to interact with you all!!

Tags:

#Dash - in character

#Ooc - out of character

#DashReblogs - Things dash would reblog!!

#rp - roleplay

Will add more when needed :]

[junhanner]

Ok, Hiii I just saw that you write for Xdinary so I immediately came here 😭.

The prompt I wanted to ask for is,

what/when was the moment that made the members realise that they love you, aka are in love with you.

Can I be 🎱 anon?? Tysm in advance, I thought your last 2 xdh posts were so cute, I loved it 🥹

haaaaaiiiii!!!!! omg i get u😭😭😭 this app is lacking xdh writers and i said i should take this problem into my own hands and start a writing blog !! and ofc, you can be 🎱 anon, tysm!!! ^3^💜💜

ALSO THIS WAS LOWKEY RUSHED SORRYY i didnt want to make this anon wait anymore because this ask has been in my inbox for DECADES and i love villains so anything and everything for y’all🙏IGNORE ANY MISTAKES PLEEEEEAASSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎡𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

౨౿ when was the moment that made xdinary 𐄹 heroes realise that they are in love with you ౨౿ . xdh x gn!reader

𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎡𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

✧ ꒰ঌ gun-il ໒꒱ : when you had your first deep conversation with eachother. to be honest, for gun-il deep conversations would be on another level of intimacy. trusting eachother just enough to comunicate your thoughts and feelings means lots to gun-il, after it or maybe even during it i think gun-il would realise he feels a strong emotional connection between the two of you, giving it a lot of thought before finally realising his real feelings for you.

“so i wasn’t wrong after all. i do like them..”

✧ ꒰ঌ jungsu ໒꒱ : i think during a karaoke night out. maybe when covering his favourite song together. jungsu is one of the members that are most likely to take a good while to figure out his real feelings, he just needed to do the maths. he loves music, and he loves every single little thing about you. the moment of realisation is probably on the way home from the karaoke place you two went to.

“wait.. do i really like them? i can’t belive i didn’t realise this earlier”

✧ ꒰ঌ o.de ໒꒱ : when watching a movie together at the cinema. comfortable silence between the two of you, while the credits of the movie were passing one by one on the massive screen. for o.de, it’s be a fifty-fifty situation. he realises his feelings fast, but it takes him some time to actually process them. with a small squeeze from his hand interwined with yours the second the two of you make eye contact he looks somewhere else so the pink tint on his cheeks isnt that painfully obvious. he knew from the start he felt some foreign sparks that he has never felt before with anyone else when you hungout the first time.

“oh shoot.. how didnt i know this earlier? am i really that slow??”

✧ ꒰ঌ junhan ໒꒱ : when listening to your shared playlist together. just hearing you talk and talk about a creator you absolutely love when their song came up on shuffle and listening to him when he does the same makes him feel accepted and heard . he feels sparks of joy, and even something more than joy everytime the two of you hang out together but he always overthinks them. “are they really okay with this?” “are they gonna get mad??” “are they gonna stop being my friend??” “am i making this weird? ” (ho just shut up and kiss me already) but in the end he just asks himself

“is this how falling in love feels?”

✧ ꒰ঌ gaon ໒꒱ : when hanging out at practice together. he would be so proud showing you all the new tricks he learned on the guitar and seeing that you actually care would be the cherry on top. a person who he considers really cool!?!1?1? listening and praising him for his new guitar tricks that he learned SPECIFICALLY to impress you!??!??! he probably almost died a little (/pos) at the way you giggled at him when you realised the way he turned into a tomato in maxium 10 seconds

“woah woah woah woah woah did i actually like them all this time and i didnt even realise??”

bonus: after that he would probably call his mom and say something like “mom i think i found my soulmate”

✧ ꒰ঌ jooyeon ໒꒱ : when skipping practice together. would probably realise it when sneaking out of the building. (playing subway surfers irl except the members are chasing u two) after that you two would probably go out and eat something because after all that running who isnt hungry?? and while eating also listening to his random ass jokes he would crack when the silence is too loud. (he would 100% have brainrot humour you can’t convince me otherwise)

“did i actually fall for them just because they skipped practice with me? wow i’m insane”

another bonus: once the members find out he likes you they will make him serenade you as revenge for skipping practice

yet ANOTHER a/n: IM SO SORRY THIS ASK TOOK YEARS TO ANSWER💔 i started with gun-il and then lost motivation, did jungsu and then ode and lost the draafttt and theeeen did them again and the other members. long story short this app sucks

[lilacmingi]

LIVING WITH 8 VAMPIRES | PART 2

My works are 14+ ONLY. If you’re under 14 DO NOT interact with me or any of my works

Pairing: ATEEZ x fem reader (they’re not dating, but they all flirt with her

Word count: 7,600

Note: I don’t really have anything to say except I hope you’re ready for more vampire shenanigans >:) also!! Don’t be afraid to leave a comment! I looove reading them and seeing what you guys like about the series ♡

"Let go of me!"

"Not until you let go of me!"

"I'm not letting go."

"Me either."

San and Mingi's voices echoed above you as you sat on the couch below, scrolling absentmindedly on your phone; the sounds of grunts and growls becoming mere background noise at this point.

"What's going on?" Hongjoong asked, stepping into the room.

"Those two are at it again." You sighed, glancing up for the first time, watching the two fly around yanking on each other's hair like children.

"Should I put a stop to it? Are they bothering you?"

"No." You shook your head with a chuckle. "They aren't bothering me, but you should probably split them up before Seonghwa sees."

"Right." Hongjoong nodded before ascending into the air, grabbing both the rambunctious boys by their ears and pulling them back down to the ground.

"Ow ow ow ow." San whimpered.

"You two need to stop this at once. Do you want Seonghwa to come out here?" Hongjoong questioned sharply.

"No." They muttered in unison.

"Then stop. Plus, there's a lady in the room. You should know better." Hongjoong huffed, striding out of the room.

•

"Y/n! Y/n!" Yunho called excitedly as he zipped into the kitchen.

If you weren't already used to their sudden appearances, you would have jumped and launched the knife in your hand across the room.

"What is it?" You asked, setting the sharp appliance down.

"I downloaded an app called TikTok." He beamed proudly. "Watch this."

He pressed a button on his phone and placed it on the kitchen counter before stepping back. Music began playing and he started doing various dance moves which you immediately recognized.

"It's called the renegade!" He grinned brightly.

"Yes. I'm familiar with it."

"Let's do it together. I'll teach you." He suggested enthusiastically.

You couldn't say no, especially with this vampire that oddly resembles a puppy staring at you with sparkly, pleading eyes.

•

You entered the vast sitting room and the first thing you see is Yunho standing in front of San, Wooyoung, and Mingi.

"Okay, now do this. Like you're tossing something in the air." He demonstrated.

The trio repeated Yunho's movements.

"Then do this." He proceeded to do the last part of the dance move.

You covered your mouth with your hand, knowing exactly what dance he was teaching them.

"Now put it all together." He instructed, the four of them doing the move in unison. "It's called the woah!"

"Let's do it again." Wooyoung urged.

"Alright. One, two, three."

The four of them did it once more, Wooyoung bursting out into excited giggles afterwards.

you shook your head and proceeded to enter the living room.

"Y/n! Let me teach you the woah." Yunho ran over.

"I already know it."

"Then let's do it together." He jumped excitedly in place.

"Fine." You gave in, not able to say no to Yunho's adorable, golden retriever-like behavior.

"Ready? One, two, three."

You did the move with them, causing a rather enthusiastic reaction from the group.

Just then, Jongho stepped into the room, probably to see what all the commotion was about.

"Hey! Jongho let me show you something." Yunho rushed over to the younger vampire.

You let out a sigh, shaking your head as you took the liberty of leaving the room before you could be roped into doing it again.

The last thing you heard before you were out of earshot was Yunho asking, "Where's Seonghwa?"

•

Yunho had absolutely wreaked havoc by teaching everyone the woah. The very next day, it's all anyone did, except Seonghwa who you heard say something about it being "utterly ridiculous."

You were heading down the hallway to get chapstick from your bedroom when you saw Mingi hanging from the ceiling, which is something he likes to do. He had his eyes closed, seeming to be relaxed. Then, out of nowhere he hit the woah, eyes still closed.

You shook your head and tried to hold in a laugh as you continued to your room where you retrieved your chapstick, briefly applying it and leaving the bedroom.

You stepped past Mingi, heading down the long hallway, coming to stop when you saw Seonghwa's bedroom door cracked open. He never has his door open, not even a little.

Slinking over to the doorway, you peered inside. Seonghwa had his phone propped up on his dresser. You couldn't see the screen well, but you did see him standing in front of the phone doing what you could only assume was the woah—or some strange rendition of it, at least.

Once he was finished doing... whatever that was, he walked up to the device and tapped the screen before looking at it with brows furrowed in concentration, most likely watching the video he just filmed. He then nodded in approval to himself, seemingly satisfied with what he just did.

You covered your mouth, to prevent yourself from giggling. He said he thought the dance was ridiculous, yet he's trying to learn it.

A smile tugged at your lips as you walked away from his room.

•

You sat on the floor of the living room, your back against the couch as you played a game on your phone. Seonghwa was sitting in his favorite chair flipping through an old book, sending dust flying into the air with every turn of the page. Just the sight of the pesky particles made you want to sneeze—and you did. A loud sneeze left you, making the vampire glance up.

"That book is so old." You commented with a sniffle.

"Not old, classic. It is a literary masterpiece. There is no other work of literature written like this."

"It's dusty." You stated plainly.

"It is one of a kind."

"Dude, I just found it on Amazon for twenty bucks." You told the vampire, showing him your phone screen.

Just then, Hongjoong stepped into the room, sniffing the air.

Your attention had shifted from Seonghwa and his dusty book to the suspicious-looking Hongjoong.

"Smells like up dog in here." He commented.

You let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose, knowing exactly what was coming.

Seonghwa's sharp brows furrowed in perplexmxent. "What is up dog?"

"Not much. What about you?" Hongjoong then started giggling, running out of the room, a distant, "You were right! He totally fell for it!" following seconds after.

Seonghwa gave you a confused look.

"When people want to know what you're doing they say, "What's up, dog?" It's not a very common phrase these days, but there's a joke people like to make using the phrase. That's what Hongjoong just did."

"Ah. A joke. Of course." Seonghwa remarked bitterly.

"If it makes you feel better, I'm almost one hundred percent sure Yunho, San, or Wooyoung put him up to it."

"They did!" Hongjoong called from somewhere upstairs.

•

Jongho and Seonghwa sat in the living room. Jongho on his phone and Seonghwa with a book in his hand.

"I've noticed something about you." Jongho spoke up.

"And what might that be?" Seonghwa inquired.

"You almost always agree with stuff Y/n says. It can be something you've explicitly told us not to do, but if Y/n suggests it, you're all on board."

"And?"

"You're a simp." Jongho stated bluntly.

Seonghwa furrowed his brows, clearly not familiar with the term.

"Simp? You mean a simpleton?"

"No. A simp."

"What is that?"

"It means you respect women." Jongho lied.

"Ah." Seonghwa grinned proudly. "I do respect women."

"Yes, and that's why I called you a simp."

*later*

"Y/n, I have a question." Seonghwa spoke up.

"Sure. What is it?"

"I am a simp. Do you agree?"

"What?" You choked out, surprised that Seonghwa knew that word, let alone said it.

"It is true." He confirmed decidedly.

"Do you even know what it means?"

"Of course I do. It means that I respect women."

Your eyebrows raised in amusement. "And who told you that?"

"Jongho did."

"That's not what it means."

"Then, what does it mean?"

"It means that you do way too much for someone you like. You go over-the-top for them, basically."

Seonghwa's eyes widened and, even though he's a vampire, you could see his ears getting red.

"Ah. Of course."

"Sorry Jongho misinformed you."

"I will take care of it. No need to fret." He put on an eerily placid smile before walking—more like hovering—up the the large mass of stairs that led to the second floor of the mansion.

He was gone almost instantly and next thing you knew you heard a shrill scream of horror from upstairs, most likely from Jongho who was no doubt feeling the wrath of Seonghwa.

•

(This happened before the boys got cell phones)

"Aw, man." You huffed, glancing into the small compact mirror in your hand.

Your mascara had become smeared sometime throughout the day. Not that it mattered, you had been home nearly the entire day.

As you were frowning at your smudged makeup, Hongjoong walked behind you. You paid no mind to it until he scared the heck out of you with a high-pitch scream.

"What was that?!" You shouted, placing your free hand over your ear that was hurting from the loud outburst.

Hongjoong ignored you and began moving around, his eyes fixated on his reflection in the mirror. He waved his arms in the air, his brows pulling together in bewilderment.

"Give me that." He said, snatching the tiny circular mirror from your hand.

You watched as he stared at his reflection, his eyes wide in shock as he touched his face.

"I...look..." He trailed off, making you think he was going to say he looked hideous or something. I look... incredible!" He finished.

You rolled your eyes at his dramatic behavior.

"What sort of magic is this?" He asked.

"It's not. It's a mirror."

"Yes, I know, but I can see myself."

"Mirrors are made different these days. Not all of them are made with silver anymore."

"We must get one of these new mirrors immediately." Hongjoong stated.

•

"Y/n, can I watch a movie on your laptop?" Mingi asked.

"Sure."

You went to your room and got your laptop, bringing it to the living room for Mingi to use.

"I don't have Netflix or anything like that, but there's a website you can use to watch stuff for free." You told him, typing in the site.

"There you go. You can search whatever movie you want."

"Thank you, Y/n." He grinned.

You left the room, letting Mingi have his movie time. About 30 minutes later, he ran up to you, holding your computer in his hands.

"Y/n! A nice lady named Janice wants to meet with me. She's four miles away."

"Janice does not want to meet with you." You said.

"She does."

"I have to teach you guys about scam ads." You facepalmed.

"Scam ads?" He parroted.

"Yeah. It's fake. They want you to click the link and send a virus to your computer or hack it."

"So Janice doesn't want to meet me?" He asked, looking disheartened.

"Janice isn't real, bub."

His bottom lip stuck out as his head drooped.

"What movie are you watching?" You asked, wanting to change the subject.

"Twilight."

"Oh. Really?"

"It's about vampires so I wanted to watch it. Have you seen it?"

"I have. I've seen all the movies, actually, but it's been years since I've seen them."

"There's more than one?" He asked, excitedly.

"There's five."

Mingi's eyes went wide with wonder, sparkling with excitement. "I'm gonna watch all of them! Do you want to watch with me?"

"I suppose." You gave in.

After that, the two of you sat down on the couch and Mingi pressed play. He was currently watching the baseball scene.

"I love this scene! It's probably the best part of the whole movie." You commented.

"Really?" Mingi asked.

"Yeah. Jasper's baseball bat trick is the coolest."

•

You stepped out of your room, the loud noises of an object tumbling to the floor echoing down the hallway.

You didn't know who or what was making that noise, but you knew you needed to put a stop to it at once, or else the culprit would have to face Seonghwa, and no one wants that.

Hurrying down the large staircase, leading to the large common room, you spot Mingi tossing a baseball bat. He thrust the sports equipment into the air. You could already see this wasn't going to go how Mingi wanted it to.

"Mingi!"

Just as you cried out, the bat hit him right on the forehead, letting out a solid, metal tink sound before clattering to the floor.

You immediately rushed to Mingi's side.

"I'm okay." He reassured you with a bright smile.

"Are you sure?" You asked, touching his forehead.

"Yeah. I barely felt it."

"Oh, right." You chuckled. "Vampires don't really feel pain."

"Ah." Mingi suddenly reached up to place his hand on his forehead. "Actually, it does kinda hurt. Maybe you can kiss it better?"

You decided to humor him and play along.

"Sure, Mingi."

He leaned down a bit, allowing you to place a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Better?" You asked, brushing his bangs out of his eyes.

He nodded, letting a few giggles escape him.

Another metal tink sound was heard from somewhere behind you, catching your attention.

You whirl around to see San standing with the bat in his hands. He quickly drops it and starts rubbing his forehead.

"Ow." He frowned.

"When did you get in here?" You asked.

"My poor forehead." He whined, ignoring your question. "Y/n, maybe you can kiss it better?"

An idea popped into your head as you complied, agreeing to give him a kiss on the forehead.

"Poor Sannie." You cooed, cupping his cheek.

He smiled in a dreamy manner, his eyes slowly closing as he waited for you to kiss him.

Then, in one, swift motion, you gave his forehead a harsh flick, causing him to flinch away, making a tiny noise in response.

"That'll teach you to not hit yourself with a metal bat for attention." You huffed.

The vampire left the room, whining about not getting his way.

You sighed and turned back to Mingi.

"What were you doing tossing that bat around?" You asked him.

He looked at the floor, bashfully.

"You said the baseball scene was your favorite in Twilight and that Jasper looked so cool when he did the trick. I wanted you to think I was cool too."

You stuck your bottom lip out, endeared by the fact that he would do that for you.

"Mingi, you're cool already. You don't need to know some trick to make me think you're cool."

He gave you the same expression, his full bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

•

You stood in the kitchen, having just made yourself a nice, steaming hot plate of Korean dumplings. The smell made your mouth water as you got yourself a big piece.

Just then, Yunho stepped into the room, his eyes landing on you with your cheeks full of dumpling. His gaze then moved to the plate in your hands, a reminiscent look on his face.

"Man, I miss that." He commented.

You immediately set your chopsticks down, your brows furrowing in bewilderment as you swallowed your mouthful of food.

"You used to be alive?" You asked in disbelief.

"Yeah. What did you think? That I was born a vampire?"

A long pause followed.

"No." You say.

Yunho shook his head, letting out a little chortle.

"I've never really told you how I became a vampire, have I?"

"No." You shook your head. "None of you have."

"Would you like to hear my story?"

You nodded.

"I was really craving dumplings. I went out late at night, knowing there had been strange attacks, but I didn't think anything of it because the restaurant was close by. I didn't think it would be too unsafe, but then stupid Hongjoong decided to attack me and here I am."

"I was hungry!" You heard Hongjoong yell from somewhere outside the room.

"So was I!" Yunho shouted back.

You then heard a quiet, "I said I was sorry." in response.

You chuckled, happy they were able to make light of the situation.

"Do you want some?" You offered your dumplings to Yunho.

"No thanks."

"You can't eat regular food?"

"I can, it's just not the same anymore. If I ever eat something like that, I prefer to have blood with it. It makes the food taste better."

"Oh. So you guys can eat regular food?"

"Of course. It just doesn't satisfy us, so it's not very enjoyable."

"That sounds a bit upsetting."

"No need to look so sad. We've gotten used to it." Yunho assured you with a smile.

•

Your head rested on the back of the couch, your eyes closed as you enjoyed the silence. You weren't sure what the others were doing, but you didn't really care. You were perfectly content sitting alone.

The universe must have been against you because just then, the most annoying of the eight vampires made his presence known.

"Evening, gorgeous."

You let out a long sigh before opening one eye to glance at San who had made himself comfortable beside you.

"Can I not get a moment of peace in this house?" You asked.

"Nope." He grinned.

You closed your eye, choosing to try and ignore him—keyword, try. It didn't work. You could feel San invading your personal space, even with your eyes closed.

You glared at the vampire.

"What?"

"It's boring sitting here."

"Oh, bite me." You hissed, annoyed at San's presence.

"Is that an offer?" He smirked, his eyes flashing red.

"Not a chance, Bat Boy." You remarked, shoving him away.

•

The nine of you sat around the dinner table enjoying a meal, except Seonghwa, Hongjoong, Yeosang, and Jongho, who only had a glass of what you could only assume was blood. Contrary to what you always believed, vampires can eat human food, but most don't. Out of the eight vampires you lived with, only Yunho, San, Mingi, and Wooyoung liked to eat human food, though they don't do in very often. However, when they do, they like to have blood to drink with it. You recall Yunho once saying it "makes the food taste better."

Everything is nice, quiet, and almost normal. Then, out of nowhere San speaks up.

"Hey, Seonghwa. Would you rather eat a goat or a matter baby?"

You freeze and glance across the table at Jongho who looks like he's about to burst out laughing. You then proceed to look at Hongjoong who is glancing excitedly between Seonghwa and San, finally settling on Seonghwa's puzzled expression when he asks,

"What is a matter baby?"

You instinctively close your eyes, your face scrunching up in preparation for the punchline.

"Nothing much. What's a matter with you, babe?" San answers through laughter.

Seonghwa stares at the younger vampire with an unimpressed look. He then looks to you.

"Is that another joke?" He inquires, calmly.

"It's more of a pickup line, but yes." You answer.

"Never say that to me again." Seonghwa says to San, taking a sip from his wine glass.

•

"So like, can you guys turn into bats?" You asked.

"Yeah." Jongho answered rather casually.

"I've never seen it."

"You're in luck. Yunho and Mingi went out to feed."

You gave the vampire a puzzled look.

"We often shift into bats to get from place to place, so you might see one of them change from a bat to their normal form." He explained.

"Ooh! I hope so."

"You might get lucky and see something else." Wooyoung chuckled.

Jongho gave him a glare, but didn't say anything.

Some time later, you heard a loud slap sound, prompting you to turn your head towards the location of the noise. You spotted a bat splayed out on one of the windows, a squeaking sound resonating as it slid down the pane.

"Right on time." Muttered Wooyoung.

"Oh my gosh!" You exclaimed, shooting up from your spot on the couch. "Which one was that?"

"Mingi." Wooyoung answered with a chuckle, not looking up from his phone.

You hurried towards the front door only for it to swing open. Yunho stepped inside, his clothes and mouth stained with blood. He was quick to excuse himself so he could wash up.

Mingi followed shortly after, wobbling slightly as he stepped inside. Like Yunho, his mouth and clothes were covered in blood, but that's something you've gotten used to, plus he just hit a window and you were extremely worried.

"I'm okay." He reassured you, holding a thumbs up.

Though he said he was okay, he looked a little disoriented.

"He's fine. This happens all the time." Jongho waved his hand dismissively.

"What?"

•

Since your whole "portable sunlight" thing got ruined some time ago, you needed to come up with a different way to keep the boys away from you—more specifically, San. You didn't want to do anything to hurt them, just something to keep them at bay.

You then remembered the reaction San had to the garlic bread that one night you invited your friends Jungwoo and Taeyong over. Thinking back on it gave you an idea.

"Hey, Y/n." San grinned, taking a seat beside you on the couch.

"Hi, San." You returned, not bothering to glance up from your phone.

This prompted San to scoot closer to you.

"Get away from me."

"What are you gonna do if I don't?" He challenged with a sly grin.

"I'll use this." You responded, pulling out a spray bottle.

San let out a snort. "What are you gonna do? Spray me with holy water and burn me?"

"No. This is garlic water."

"Please." San scoffed. "It's probably just tap water."

You then decided to prove him wrong and spray just a little at him, making his neck and lower cheek start to break out in hives.

"You didn't have to do that." San pouted.

"You shouldn't have called my bluff." You retorted.

"Now I'm itchy and stinky."

"Ha! Stinky!" Someone, presumably Yunho, shouted from upstairs.

"Stinkyyy." Mingi chimed in, his voice coming from above you and San.

You glanced up and he was hanging from the ceiling, pointing down at the vampire in front of you.

Just then, a chorus of voices rang out through the mansion, all shouting "Stinky!"

As much as you wanted to laugh, the expression on San's face prevented you from doing so. He was pouting and looked extremely upset. You felt bad.

"If you guys don't stop you'll be next!" You shouted, causing the chanting to cease.

"Come on, San." You sighed. "Let's get you cleaned up."

You took San to the bathroom and started wiping his neck and cheek with a wet cloth.

"Sorry." You sighed. "I only wanted to prove my point."

"I deserved it."

"You did. However, I still shouldn't have done that."

He smiled a little. "It's okay. Don't beat yourself up about it. A little rash from garlic water is nothing I can't handle." He assured you.

"Still. I felt pretty crummy seeing the look on your face."

"Hey." San brought his hand to your cheek, gently cupping it.

The gesture caught you off guard and made your heart skip a beat.

"I'm the one who didn't believe you. You were merely proving me wrong." San finished.

"But-"

"Nope." San cut you off, placing his finger over your lips. "I deserved it. You don't need to feel bad."

You sighed, nodding your head.

San gave a small smile and ruffled your hair.

•

Halloween was slowly approaching and the mansion was decorated accordingly. You purchased decorations from a nearby store and decked the place out from top to bottom. You still managed to come home with a new Halloween item that you found while coming home from a grocery store trip or running errands.

Seonghwa was unsure about decorating for Halloween, as it was "pointless" but the other guys seemed to like it, especially Mingi, who particularly liked the fake spider webs. You were also able to talk the boys into handing out candy this year, which meant dressing up.

"Halloween is coming up soon. Have you guys decided on costumes?" You asked.

"Not really." Answered Wooyoung.

"Seriously? You guys haven't thought about what you're going to be?" You questioned.

"We do not like Halloween. Watching humans make a mockery of us is not something we enjoy." Seonghwa commented bitterly.

"It's for fun, Seonghwa."

"Actually, Seonghwa is the only one who hates seeing people dressed as vampires. The rest of us don't really care." Jongho corrected.

"I think it's cool." Mingi grinned. "Vampires are really popular these days. Lots of people like us."

"That pathetic film you watched recently does not depict us as cool." Seonghwa remarked. "Sparkling vampires... how absurd."

"Okay, so back to costumes." You clasped your hands together, bringing everyone's attention back to the main topic. "Has anyone even thought about them?"

The boys all collectively shook their heads.

"Well, you should think of something before Halloween. Since we'll be giving out candy, it's best that you all dress up."

"What are you dressing as, Y/n?" Yunho asked.

"It's a surprise. I don't want to reveal it until Halloween."

"Ooh. A surprise!" Mingi clapped.

Halloween night approached quickly and everyone was hurrying to get ready for the trick or treaters.

"I'm gonna start getting ready. You guys should too." You announced, heading to your room.

You weren't sure if the guys even had costumes, but you weren't going to worry. They probably wouldn't be handing candy out anyway.

You were more than pleased with your costume, an excited smile on your face as you checked your reflection in the mirror. Smoothing your hair, you stepped out of your bedroom, entering the sitting room where the boys were congregated.

As soon as you got down the stairs, you froze.

All the guys donned similar attire, all of them being some sort of Victorian-style garment, but each had a modern twist to it. Some outfits seemed to be reformed in a way, or were accompanied with modern accessories like body chains and harnesses. Not only that, but they all had piercing crimson eyes that you rarely got to see, their fangs on display. Of course, that wasn't new, they always had their fangs out, except when they left the house, which was rare. They all looked really good. So good, in fact, they you had to stop for a moment and collect your thoughts.

"Where's Seonghwa?" You asked.

"He's still getting ready." Yeosang managed to answer.

When you stepped into the room, the boys were speechless. You wore a Victorian-style dress that matched fairly well with the boys' costumes. You had dark makeup and even donned a pair of false fangs and red contacts. All they could do was stare at you. Seeing you dressed as a vampire was something none of the boys knew they needed until then.

"Well, what do you think?" You asked, turning around to let the guys see your outfit.

"It's nice." Jongho nodded, trying to keep his cool.

"You look exquisite." Hongjoong complimented.

His gentlemanly accolade made you just a bit flustered.

"Hey. We all match!" Yunho piped up with a bright smile.

"We do!" You smiled, smoothing out the large skirt of your dress. "I wasn't expecting you guys to be, well, yourselves."

"We weren't expecting you to be us." Wooyoung admitted.

San appeared at your side, his hand sliding around your waist.

"I can make those fangs real, you know." He smirked.

"You have five seconds to step away."

He raised his hands in defeat and quickly moved away.

"So, your costumes." You gestured. "These are all clothes you own?"

They all nodded.

"It looks like they've been updated a bit. I really like it." You complimented.

"That was my doing." Hongjoong admitted, bashfully.

"Really? You did all this?"

Hongjoong nodded. "I've started getting into reforming clothes."

"You're so talented." You gushed, causing him to become bashful.

"Thank you." He muttered, shyly.

"I'm gonna go fill the candy bowl real quick. The trick or treaters should be here any minute." You announced, stepping out of the room.

You returned with a large, purple bowl full of assorted chocolate and other sweet candy, placing it on the coffee table before taking a seat, waiting for the trick or treaters to arrive.

Wooyoung reached over to steal a piece of candy, you responded by giving the top of his hand a firm smack. He pulled his hand away with a pout.

"It's for the kids." You told him, choosing to relocate the bowl to the table by the front door.

"I am a kid." You heard him mutter.

As you took a seat, Seonghwa entered the room.

"It's about time you show...up..." You trailed off when you saw the vampire.

The boys all looked incredible, but Seonghwa was something else entirely.

He wore a fancy outfit similar to the others, but his white dress shirt had only one sleeve. His left arm was on display and he donned a black velvet glove on that hand that extended to his elbow. However, it wasn't the one sleeve and glove combo that caught your attention, it was the corset hugging his torso. You never expected to see Seonghwa in an outfit such as the one he currently wore. He always had on perfectly pristine outfits straight from the 1800s, so naturally, that's what you expected him to wear. You momentarily wondered if anyone talked him into wearing the getup.

There was a knock on the door that only partially got your attention.

"I have to go get the corset—candy! I have to go get the candy." You corrected. "I'll be back."

Pushing yourself up from the couch, you hurried to the front door to greet the trick or treaters outside, hoping none of the guys caught your slip-up.

Meanwhile, San and Wooyoung were on the couch with their mouths hanging open at what just happened.

"I should have worn a corset." San frowned.

"I wore a harness and she didn't say anything." Wooyoung pouted.

You closed the door, returning to the eight vampires.

"Seonghwa, your outfit is incredible, but where on earth did you get a corset?"

"It is for special occasions." He responded, turning towards you.

When he saw you up close he froze, feeling like the breath was knocked out of him. His hand unconsciously reached for yours, holding it softly as his gaze met yours.

"Y/n, you look absolutely ravishing." Seonghwa stated, unable to take his eyes off you.

"Thank you." You chuckled shyly. "I didn't realize just how much you guys would like my costume."

"We love it." All eight vampires spoke up.

The night went on and you made the boys help hand out candy. Yunho and Mingi were all for it, Hongjoong was hesitant, but joined in anyway. Seonghwa, however, wasn't having it and was silently judging everyone who was dressed as a vampire.

"Did you see those fangs? They were absolutely appalling." He scoffed.

"Seonghwa, he was a kid."

"And?"

You shook your head. "You're gonna hand out candy next time there's a knock at the door."

"No thank you." He declined.

"Please?"

He sighed. "Very well, then."

The next group of trick or treaters arrived and Seonghwa got up to hand out candy. You went with him to make sure he didn't do anything stupid. Seonghwa pulled open the door revealing three children all in different costumes.

"Trick or treat!" They chorused, holding their candy bags out.

"Hi. You all look amazing." You complimented with a smile.

Seonghwa grabbed a handful of candy, dropping it into each child's bag.

"Your vampire costumes are so cool!" One of the kids spoke up.

"I am a vampi-"

You were quick to clamp your hand over Seonghwa's mouth, chuckling nervously.

"He's very committed to his costume." You told the kids. "Happy Halloween. Have a safe night." You waved, watching as the group walked off.

A sigh of relief left you as you set the bowl of candy aside, slamming the door shut.

"Seonghwa, you can't tell people you're a vampire."

He grumbled in response, walking away.

•

The night dwindled down and the flow of trick or treaters slowed down until no more showed up. It was nearing 10:00 at night which meant there were most likely no kids out anymore.

You glanced down at the previously full bowl of candy that now only held three fun sized candy bars. You took them to Wooyoung, offering the remaining sweets to him since he wanted one earlier.

He smiled, softly. "Thank you, Y/n. I may not be able to enjoy food like I used to, but it's nice to eat it from time to time."

You thought back to what Yunho had told you and smiled.

"Hey!"

You looked up towards the ceiling, spotting Yunho and Mingi swinging from the wooden rafters.

"What on earth you doing up there?!" You shouted.

"They're just hanging out." Jongho answered from the couch.

The room went silent as everyone stared at him.

"Geez. Tough crowd." He muttered, standing up and walking out of the room.

•

You sat in the floor of a walk-in closet, a lantern between you, Yunho, Mingi, San, and Wooyoung, cloaking everyone in an amber colored glow. The four had talked you into coming to a closet with them to play some fun Halloween games. You didn't know what they had in store, but you didn't want the night to end, so you agreed.

Everything was just peachy until San pulled out a Ouija board.

"No. Nope nope." You immediately scooted away, starting to get up. "None of that Satan stuff. No, sir."

"It's either that, or truth or dare." San smirked.

"I know I'm gonna regret this, but I would rather play truth or dare than be stuck with a demon following me around for the rest of my life. You heathens are enough."

The game began shortly and everything was going a lot better than you thought. Mingi got dared to do something silly and since he chose dare, so did Yunho when it was his turn. The first time, you picked truth, not wanting to put yourself in a position to get dared to do something absurd. Second time around, you chose truth again. You were honestly just playing it safe.

"Which one of us do you like?" Wooyoung asked.

"I like all of you."

He scoffed. "I'm sure you like one of us."

"I like you all the same." You smiled.

"Well, that was a lame answer." He grumbled.

"Hey, you asked, I answered."

When you were chosen to pick again, you started to say truth, but San cut you off.

"Don't say truth. For every two truths you pick, you have to do a dare."

"Who says?" You asked.

"Me."

"It's not interesting if you just keep picking truth." Yunho added.

You rolled your eyes. "Fine. Dare."

Wooyoung grinned, rubbing his hands together. "I dare you to give Seonghwa a kiss on the cheek."

"What?" You gaped.

"It's just a little kiss."

"Why do you want me to do that?"

"We wanna see him get flustered." He explained.

"Why?"

"That man hardly ever shows emotion. Plus, we've never seen him get shy or flustered ever." San added.

"You guys are weird."

"Are you gonna do the dare or not?" Wooyoung asked.

"A dare is a dare, Y/n." Mingi whispered.

"Fine, yeah. I'll do it."

After you agreed to do the dare, it was Mingi's turn. He glanced around the group trying to pick his victim.

"Yunho." he grinned, wickedly. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare." Yunho answered bravely.

"I dare you to tell us the scariest story you know."

"Ooh. Okay. Decades ago, when I was still a human, there were whispers in the town of a haunted grave at the local cemetery. People said they saw a figure wandering around the gravesite. Me and my friends decided to go check it out. When we got there, it was pitch black, the only light was coming from the lanterns we carried with us." He spoke. "We arrived at said haunted grave and began to hear strange noises. We were all prettified and no one wanted to go see what the noise was. Despite that, one of us was forced to investigate."

"Was that you?" Mingi asked.

"Yes." Nodded Yunho before getting back to the story. "I figured out the noise was coming from behind a nearby tree. I slowly approached, my hand trembling as I held the lantern. I slowly stepped forward, peering around the tree to find-"

The closet door suddenly swung open, causing everyone to scream. Mingi scrambled over to you in milliseconds, his arms wrapped tightly around you.

When you looked up, you saw Seonghwa standing in the doorway, a less than amused expression on his face.

"Why are you in my closet?"

"You're the oldest one here, it gives off the spooky vibes." San answered.

"Get out."

And just like that, you were all kicked out of Seonghwa's closet and your fun night had ended.

"Hey, what was is that you found in the cemetery?" Wooyoung asked Yunho.

"Oh. It was just a bunny." He chuckled.

Wooyoung deadpanned, clearly unimpressed by the ending.

As you passed Seonghwa, you came to a stop. The four boys stopped as well, their eyes on you. You attempted to discreetly shoo them away, but they stood still, wanting to witness the dare being fulfilled.

You glanced up at Seonghwa and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

"Happy Halloween." You muttered and hurried out of the room, pushing past the four gawking boys.

Seonghwa's eyes went wide as his hand touched the spot on his cheek where your lips had been. He then turned to the four vampires still standing in his room.

"What are you all staring at?" He snapped. "Get out."

•

"Y/n?" Jongho called out softly, poking his head into your room.

No answer.

He knew you were probably exhausted from handing out candy all night, so he decided not to wake you. Instead, he quietly stepped over to your bed where your sleeping figure was snuggled under the covers.

A smile pulled at his lips as he admired you and the way your lashes rested on your soft cheeks. Carefully, he took a seat on the edge of your bed, reaching over to brush a strand of hair from your face.

"I'm glad we met you." He whispered. "I don't normally say stuff like this, but we... I really enjoy your company. You've really brightened the place up. Thank you for that."

He stayed only for a few more moments before leaving, your door softly clicking shut behind him.

Little did Jongho know, you heard every word. A small smile pulled at your lips as you drifted off to sleep.

•

Autumn soon came to a close, the comfortably cool weather turning frigid as winter set in. With winter came Christmas, which the boys hadn't celebrated in centuries, until you came around, that is.

You decked the halls, going all out for the holidays, stringing up lights inside and outside the house. You even put up a beautiful tree with glittering red decorations. The boys seemed to enjoy your over-the-top decorating, some of them even got into the Christmas spirit. San has consistently tried (and failed) every year to catch you underneath the mistletoe and this year was no different.

Ever since moving in with the boys, you made it a habit to give each of them at least one Christmas gift every year, this year was the same. You planned to give gifts to each member of the house, as usual, however this year you wanted to do something a little more special, which led you to try and learn how to knit.

Because you wanted to keep the gifts a secret, you spent a lot of time hiding out in your bedroom. You had hoped the boys didn't notice your frequent absence.

•

Hongjoong's peered around the corner and into your bedroom. He stepped inside to find that it was empty, letting him know that you were elsewhere. He was about to walk out of the room when he noticed two odd items sitting on your bed. Normally, he would have ignored it, but these objects were sharp and caught his attention. As he approached your bed, he became more scared. The two sharp needles on your bed looked a lot like stakes, which made him uneasy.

He hurriedly rushed out of your room with questions running through his head.

What were those? Is she planning to kill us? He thought to himself.

•

You decided to take a break from knitting and were currently hanging out in the common room, Hongjoong sitting beside you. You reached over for your glass of water, causing him to flinch away. Your brows furrowed in confusion at his odd reaction.

"What's wrong?" You asked.

"Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Mhm." He nodded, averting his gaze.

You just brushed it off and took a sip of your drink.

•

On Christmas morning you exchanged gifts with the boys. The presents you received so far weren't so bad. In all honesty, you were impressed. You had one more neatly wrapped gift sitting in front of you, which you placed in your lap. Ripping away the paper, you lifted the lid only to catch a glimpse of some sexy Christmas lingerie. You quickly slammed the lid back onto the box.

"Alright, which one of you perverts got me this?" You asked, glancing around the room, already knowing who it was.

Seonghwa, Hongjoong, Yunho, and Mingi looked like sad puppies who didn't have anything to do with the situation, but felt guilty anyway. Yeosang and Jongho didn't look like they knew what was going on. Meanwhile, San and Wooyoung were sweating bullets.

"Return it." You told the two, throwing the box at them.

"I told you she wouldn't like it." Wooyoung whispered to San.

"Alright, let's move on from that. I have something for you guys."

You passed out one gift to each of the guys, watching as they all begin to unwrap the festive present. One by one, you watch as they pulled out the knitted items inside that you worked so hard to make.

"I know I haven't been around much lately and have been spending time in my room. I don't know if any of you have noticed, but I feel like I need to explain myself. I wanted to do something special this year, so I've been learning how to knit. It was pretty hard at first, but I got the hang of it. I ended up teaching myself how to do it."

Suddenly Hongjoong began to sniffle. By the time you looked over at him, he burst into tears, which immediately worried you.

"Y/n, you're too kind. I'm so sorry." He blubbered, engulfing you in a hug.

"Why are you sorry?"

"I noticed you had been gone a lot, so I tried to see what you were up to and I saw your knitting things. They looked like stakes and thought you were gonna kill us." He sniffled.

His weird behavior around you over the past couple weeks suddenly made sense. The flinching away and him keeping his distance all added up.

"Oh, baby." You cooed, rubbing his head. "I would never ever do that to you."

"I know." He sobbed. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay."

Once you had calmed Hongjoong down, you spotted a sulking San standing in the corner of the room directly underneath the mistletoe.

He had been trying to catch you under that darned plant all month, but tis the season.

You approached the brooding vampire, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Go away, Woo." He grumbled, thinking it was his friend coming to bother him.

"It's not Woo."

San turned around and before you could back out, you gave him a kiss on the cheek.

His eyes widened as he registered what just happened. He's left staring off into space as his hand reached up to touch the spot your lips just graced.

Seonghwa was in his own little world as he held the scarf you knit him in his hands. Wrapped up in the scarf was a journal. He hadn't expected to see it inside the box.

He opened up the journal, your handwriting all over the first page. He flipped through to find that you filled a handful of pages with notes about modern slang.

As you hugged the boys and thanked them for their gifts, you saw Seonghwa in his chair, an open journal in his hands. He glanced up at you, to which you gave him a nod as if to say, I know. Seonghwa gave you a small smile, gratitude painted on his features.

When the night settled down, Seonghwa went to his room, the handmade scarf and journal you gifted him clutched tightly against his chest as he took a seat by the window, the full moon shining in and illuminating the room. He carefully opened up the journal to one of the pages. His fingers began tracing over your handwriting as an unconscious smile tugged at his lips.

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How I would re-write Supergirl Season 2/3

(as some one who stopped watching after season three, and also has not rewatched the series since 2020) (reign arc and heroes of the week will remain unchanged)

So, starting off strong, at Alex and Maggie would not have gotten engaged. Season 2 finale would have been Maggie realizing she was rushing into things, Alex being all "no I love you, I know I do" and Maggie being like "there is a whole gay world for you to explore... go do it." This would lead to sadness, a bit of tears (Chyler and Floriana would be AMAZING- daytime emmy nominee worthy performance).

Rhea would reveal Kara's identity to Lena in the finale. It would be casual too, she would be like "you are much better for my son Lena, that kryptonian isn't worth her weight in dirt here. I can't believe he would settle for a lowly slave." And then Lena would be all "reporter" and Rhea would be like "Yes Kara Danver's, former slave to a, Cat Grant I believe her name is" and then Rhea would continue on her spiel and there would be a cut scene as the camera focuses on Lena taking in the information

They save the day- Monel leaves for what ever reason he had to leave- don't remember, don't care. Also, Kara and Mon-el would have never dated, he would have just pined for her and James and Winn would be all "join the club"

Season 3

Alex mourned over her first lesbian relationship over the 6 month gap between seasons, Lena hasn't told Kara she knows.

First DEO scene of Season 3 is Alex talking to Kara (and invertedly Winn and James) about her most recent date on an app. It went bad, Winn chimes in like "what was it this time" and Alex is like "she was weirdly into ___" then J'onn walks in, like "Alex I am sorry to interrupt but there are pressing matter to attend to- there is a meta human down town" (que hero of the week intro)

Lena and Kara hang out, audience find out that Lena hasn't told Kara cause Kara has to leave to deal with a alien and does the usual "uh, I hear my named being called, ugh bye" and Lena just smiles and nodds, and sighs wistfully, staring after her (supercorp shippers go crazy)

Ep 2 or three we first see Sam and Ruby in line for Noonan's or something (why did they establish that as a brand, just to immediately ditch it after season 1???) and it's just a cute simple little "Hi, I'm Alex, let me help you out" but Sam is endeared and Ruby just smiles because (I love Ruby but honestly) she didn't have that much of a personality early on in the season

That same ep we see Lena reuniting with Sam. After that, when ever Sam and Lena meet each other (I don't remember when or how) Kara and Lena are like "you two know each other" and Alex is all blushy like "yeah, Kinda, I mean, not really" and Sam is like "yeah, Lena she is the girl from the place". Sam and Lena share a look (agent reign shippers go crazy)

Sprinkles of supercorp here and there- Just Kara and Lena doing their normal friend shit but Kara being like "woah, I am feeling things maybe"

At ep 8 or so Kara is at the bar with Alex and ask her how she knew with Maggie, that she liked Maggie. And Alex is all "well, I guess I always knew I liked girls but it was always objective. Like, I would think, she is so kind and smart and beautiful and amazing, any guy would be lucky to have her. But something about Maggie just forced me to realize that I was the one feeling these things, not some guy. I don't know, something about her just made alot of things clearer. Like, I realized I was the one driving the car, not a passenger. She made me stop being so passive in my own life" and Kara is quiet the whole time. Alex then ask "why" and Kara is all "no reason". Cut to Lena at L-Corp working on something relevant to the plot (supercorp shippers go crazy) (that conversation inspires Alex to ask Sam out- they then start to date)

Next ep, Kara goes to Lena's office, and is all, "there is something I need to tell you" and Lena is all "I already know" and Kara is shocked an all "how do you know" and Lena is like "in hindsight it was obvious. *list of things that hold double meanings cause miscommunication trope*" "Lee- I would have told you earlier but I-" "It's fine, I get it. You were doing it to protect me" "protect you???" "yeah- you're supergirl". Que Kara sighing and then freaking out, Lena saying Rhea told her, Kara being pulled away by some kind of supe situation, and Lena being all "go get them supergirl"

Kara admits her feelings at the end of the episode. Lena is shocked, but agrees. They agree to go on a date, a real romantic date and not a friend one, but oops- it's ep 9 which means Kara fights reign, goes comatose and then we get angsty, driven lena being like "we gotta fix Kara"

From then on, the show goes like usual, but Alex and Sam are dating and Kara and Lena are as well. The show ends with Season 3, Alex leads Deo, Winn stays but James leaves to help in the future but it really doesn't matter because the show it over. Supercorp is canon, Alex and Sam have a daughter and everyone lives happily ever after.

Edit: forgot to say this orginally but more Cat cameos. I love that woman so much- she has to come back at least twice in season 3 and be like "I leave the city for five minutes and you let her do WHAT? Agent Scully, why on EARTH would you let your sister fight a world killer??? Have you no brains under that thick skull" or something. I just want for her to be there, see Kara and Lena together and pull out of peice of paper from her purse that says "gay" and be like "I knew when you first walked into my office. No straight women would willingly be yelled at that often" or something. Idk, she was just very deeply missed

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ngl this is my first time asking in this app

can i request luca with 25 ‘ *this* is the guy? ‘ im starving for some overprotective luca 🥹

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✧ pairing: luca kaneshiro x gn!reader

✧ genre: fluff

✧ summary: a simple craving for ice cream turned into an eventful night when you're stuck with people with malicious intentions.

how you found yourself in a situation like this, you weren't quite sure.

it wasn't too late into the night—only barely past ten—yet the dim streetlights did nothing to help quell your nerves and give you the courage to finally leave your car. you've been sitting low in the driver's seat for almost fifteen minutes now, eyeing the group of drunkards loitering in front of the 7/11 you parked outside. feeling a subtle vibration coming from your hand, you checked your phone to see a message from luca.

'are you still in the car???' [10:07]

'yes ToT' [10:07] 'these dudes wont leave.. wtf do i do. i just wanted ice cream 🗿🗿' [10:08]

with a sigh, you dropped your hand back into your lap and let your head fall back with a small thud against the seat. 'whatever,' you thought. 'it's not like i'll get murdered.' with that you grabbed your keys and pushed open the door, already noting the turn of heads out of the corner of your peripheral. a low whistle filled the stagnant night air as four sets of eyes followed you into the store, a small chime signaling your arrival.

you made a beeline to the back of the store where they kept their ice cream, determined not to stay here any longer than you have to. unfortunately, the universe decided that tonight you were the one it wanted to pick on.

"hey cutie." sighing, you schooled your expression into one that didn't clearly show your discomfort and looked over your shoulder, giving the stranger a small smile and a 'hello.' a quick glance around showed that this one was all alone, most likely egged on by his equally drunk friends outside to follow you inside and harass you.

and you would think that turning your back on the stranger to look for your ice cream was a clear signal that you weren't interested in any further conversation yet it seems this dude couldn't get the hint. a tap on your shoulder prompted you to turn around again, this time a bit more visibly annoyed.

"can i help you?" the man gave you a rather (in your humble opinion) sleazy smile, tucking his hands into this stained hoodie pocket and licking his lips briefly before subjecting you to his inane thoughts.

"yeah, actually," he grinned, reaching up to wipe his nose before holding his phone out expectantly. you raised your eyebrow in contempt. "could i get'cho number?"

"i have a boyfriend, sorry," you replied, turning back to continue searching for your ice cream when a rough grip on your shoulder spun you around forcefully, shoving you into the clear doors lining the shelves. where was the clerk?!

the feeling of hot, moist breath that smelt distinctly of cheap vodka hit your nose and made your face scrunch up reflexively in disgust, your hands coming up to try and push your assailant away.

"he doesn't have to kno-WOAH!" suddenly you were freed from behind held against the cold coolers, shivering from both the chill and the lingering grossness of being touched by a stranger like that.

"hey, the fuck is your problem?!" he scowled, rubbing his neck where he was forcefully pulled away.

"seriously? this is the guy?" looking up, you're met with blonde hair and broad shoulders, the tiniest sliver of a tattoo peeking out from underneath the grey henley your boyfriend wore. his arms crossed rather menacingly over his chest, toned biceps in clear view with the way his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. across from him, the drunkard is now visibly agitated, however when he tried to approach, luca grabbed the front of his hoodie and lifted him clear off the ground. agitation quickly turned into nervousness as the guy lifted his hands in surrender.

"woah—chill dude; i-i wasn't gonna try anything, i swear," he stutters, scrambling to his feet when luca drops him rather unceremoniously to the floor, cursing under his breath as he fled the store. luca immediately spins on his heel, turning to face you with clear worry on his face. frantic hands turn you this way and that before settling on your cheeks as he rubs his nose against yours.

"are you okay?! no, of course you're not—jesus christ, what the hell! why didn't you just come over to my place if you wanted ice cream?" he moaned, pulling you into his chest in a tight hug. you could hear his racing heartbeat under your ear and you can't help but laugh at the situation. luca was so angry and intimidating not even a minute ago and now he's returned to the cute, cuddly golden retriever you fell in love with.

"baby, i'm fine," you grinned, pulling his arms off of you so you could give him a quick kiss. luca is still frowning when you pull away, however, and you could tell he was still upset with the situation. honestly, you were still shaken up about it too, so you decided to kill two birds with one stone and link your arms with his, staying as close as possible to ease both your nerves.

"c'mon, i still haven't gotten my ice cream," you say, opening one of the glass doors to grab a pint of salted caramel from the freezer. luca unlinks your arms to throw his over your shoulder instead, rubbing the bare skin of your arm with his thumb in an attempt to comfort both you and him (skin to skin contact always seemed to help).

"i still think you should've just come over to my place," he whined, watching the door as you paid with a tap of your phone against the reader. you pat his chest and hum in response, shooting a quick thank you to the cashier before you both exited the store.

"babe, all you have is cookies and cream."

"what—what's wrong with cookies and cream?!"

"i don't like it!"

you laugh as luca fumbles for an answer, mock offense on his face at your distaste for his favorite flavor. the night air felt a bit warmer than before, the comforting breeze easing your nerves. you look around for luca's motorcycle but the parking lot is empty except for your car and one that presumably belongs to the poor college kid inside working the night shift.

"hey—how'd you get here?" you ask confusedly. luca shrugs.

"i ran." you pause, turning to face him fully with disbelief clearly written on your face.

"luca."

"yeah?"

"you live like, five miles away from here."

"and?" you throw your hands up in defeat. of course your boyfriend ran five miles to come save you—he probably left the house the minute you first texted him about being too scared to leave your car. no wonder he asked which 7/11 you were at.

"you wanna come over to mine?" you sigh, watching luca immediately beam at the prospect of being able to sleep over despite having already hung out with you earlier that day.

you unlock your car and slide into the driver's seat as luca slips into the passenger side, placing your ice cream in between his feet.

"can we get back to the important thing here?" he asks as you pull out of the parking lot.

"which is?"

"why you don't like cookies and cream which is clearly the superior flavor-"

"LUCA!"

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